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Author<\/h2>\nJD DeHart<\/p>\n
JD DeHart is an English teacher who edits the journal Mount Parable. His work has appeared in Eye On Life Magazine, Garden Gnomes\u2019 Biblical Legends Anthology Series, Steel Toe Review, Commonline Journal, Coffee Shop Poems, Manic Fervor, The Dead Mule School of Southern Literature, Wilderness House Literary Review, and other publications. He has work forthcoming in A Long Story Short, Straight Forward, Midnight Circus, Stray Branch, Eunoia Review, and The Other Herald. DeHart was born in Princeton, West Virginia and currently lives in Tennessee. He is completing his Education Specialist degree and occasionally publishes in educational journals. DeHart is the 2013-2014 Teacher of the Year for his county, and is currently progressing to the grand division.<\/p>\n
DeHart writes to celebrate life and faith and to express his ideas. He admires authors of various types, including C.S. Lewis, James Tate, Billy Collins, and Kurt Vonnegut. He has also published in the speculative genre in journals like Aoife\u2019s Kiss, Starline, and Silverblade. In the classroom, he desires to share his love of literature with his students. He has served on the Graduate Education Committee at Lee University, his alma mater, and currently holds some graduate responsibilities at the university.<\/p>\n
DeHart blogs on spinrockreader.blogspot.com.<\/p>\n
Decaf Days: Poems is the first literary collection from author JD DeHart. The volume contains several poems, many of which celebrate minute aspects of life. Some of the poems relate to the field of education (DeHart is a full-time English teacher and studies education). Poems in the volume draw on the author\u2019s experiences with people he encounters in daily life and the mode of the poems is free verse. Every spare moment and every opportunity to sketch and scribble makes its way into the author\u2019s word processor and then is ripe for sharing.<\/p>\n
Poems like \u201cFur Twins\u201d take ordinary aspects of life, normal characters, and reconfigure them in a new and fresh way. In this case, two people with different physical appearances find that they both share a common disease. \u201cThe Poets Come Out\u201d imagines a world where all the authors in the world, all poets of various shape, degree, and size gather to deal with the world\u2019s problems. The result is what you might expect \u2013 or maybe not. \u201cTilting Landscape\u201d imagines the denizens of a portrait that unfortunately finds itself out of rhythm. The author attempts to create sympathy for the poor creatures contained in the frame.<\/p>\n
Poems like \u201cHusk\u201d recall the author\u2019s childhood experiences, playing in the country and finding artifacts. In the case of this poem, the author found a small, dull husk that held an emerging surprise.<\/p>\n
The poems make use of word play and some are short, micro-poems, while others act as narrative verse. The narrative forms hearken back to the author\u2019s love of contemporary poets that use this method. It is the basic desire of every human being to create and to share their creations.<\/p>\n
Ever since he was a young child, DeHart has felt this desire to write and share, first filling up loose-leaf notebook pages with illustrations from his comic book youth, and later writing notes in whatever spare journal he could find. The author has been publishing poems for the past few decades, along with the occasional flash fiction or article. It is the author\u2019s desire that the reader experience this creation and apply their own lives to it.<\/p>\n
Nurture
\nJust across the street, the noble familial example
\nSlap goes his flesh, thud goes the door
\n\u201cI just don\u2019t know what to do with him\u201d
\n\u201cHis mother does the discipline\u201d
\nDroves of people go in and out of the house
\nIt is at best a hotel, at worst a bordello
\nGrandmother is always cordial when she sees you
\nWhen you are not looking, she probably leers
\nThey have nicotine and lawn chairs
\nResting all day in the sun with a wandering dog.
\nDiorama
\nPose this way, just slightly
\nLet us set up the scene
\nThe shop is not a real shop
\nThe customer not a real customer
\nThe floor is just a blanket
\nCovering up the stage
\nMy accent is affected
\nOf course, the tears were a fraud
\nEvery five minutes we freeze
\nSure to show our performance.
\nFur Twins
\nOne is slightly smaller,
\nmaybe ten pounds less
\nYou can tell from the eye
\ntwinkle in the photo
\nThe smaller one has a more
\ncaustic attitude
\nThe larger one is more
\nsedate, you could be friends
\nAn easy acquaintance to all
\npassersby
\nBoth possess too much hair
\nto be ordinary people
\nThe photo has been touched
\nOr otherwise transformed
\nArtists can do that
\nThey have permission
\nTwin lycanthropes started
\nMost likely like us.
\nA Night of Games
\nWith each jingle of keys a new face arrives
\nA television blunders through sound
\nWithout containing much of a message
\nGifts are arranged, none of them ours
\nThe food has been set out and has begun
\nTo stiffen, the cheese edges firming up
\nCurling inward like yellowed fingers
\nRumors and gossip circulate like fish
\nRoving the edges of a small water bowl
\nConsuming algae from the smooth corners
\nSomeone suggests yet another game
\nIn an endless succession of recreations
\nAll of them beginning with promise
\nThen fading with an imagined deflated
\nShrill balloon sound.
\nSee Nothing
\nWe wait for the electricity to return
\nNestled around the only source of heat
\nPreviously we were great leaders
\nNow, small animals in the wild
\nNow, our grand ideas have fallen
\nSpread on the floor in a spill
\nA crackling mechanical instant plunges
\nWhat was normal into a musty room
\nNo windows, we are trapped here
\nFlies on the edge of brown paper
\nNo sound of angry music
\nNo murmured dialogue of actors
\nHow will we pass the time?
\nTilting Landscape
\nIt is not unusual to feel sorrow
\nFor the members of the household
\nIn that ancient barn-like structure
\nWhen the frame tilts
\nCasting cow, earth, and plow
\nAlong with lake and old grandmother
\nTo the other side of the print.
\nThe Poets Come Out
\nNever fear, hear the trumpet sound
\nEchoing like the book of Revelation
\nThe poets have arrived
\nSome are soft and delicate
\nTissue paper thin
\nOthers are enormous and grand
\nWalking in the bulk of verbs
\nIf you have a problem, just confide
\nIn your local poet
\nChances are, he or she will not help
\nThey will string metaphors to your
\nPlight, and personify your troubles.<\/p>\n
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