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OffCourse Literary Journal

 Published by Ricardo and Isabel Nirenberg since 1998


Poems by Darren Demaree



As if I were looking over Ohio
as a little boy
& I could hold a newspaper

with a story about me in it
& on that fifth page
of the Arts

& Leisure section,
those two hundred words
would all be about how

I never left Ohio,
how I graduated in Ohio
& taught in Ohio

& spoke truth to power in Ohio,
would that little boy dance
with the momentum

of a star moving out of cluster? 
Would he rejoice
in his adult self?

Of course not.  That boy
wanted to play baseball forever.
This man found other innings

& the outs I’ve accumulated
are something
I’m very, very proud of.




Let the benediction pearl
in my stomach.  Let it be
value when they open me up.




The torture is
that I didn’t drink enough
to forget a single drink

& those hundred-beer weeks
in college should have
given me that gift.

I should have no guilt.
My blood should have
moved me past all of that.




The night sky is
what I say it is.

That is a bad poem
written by a man.


Demaree's poems have appeared, or are scheduled to appear in numerous magazines/journals, including the South Dakota Review, Meridian, The Louisville Review, Diagram, and The Colorado Review.

He is the author of As We Refer To Our Bodies (2013, 8th House), Temporary Champions (2014, Main Street Rag), The Pony Governor (2015, After the Pause Press), and Not For Art Nor Prayer (2015, 8th House). He is the Managing Editor of the Best of the Net Anthology.

He is currently living and writing in Columbus, Ohio with his wife and children.
This is his first appearance in Offcourse.

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