by C. DERICK VARN
Q: What is the light of the world to come?
A: Dreams of an omnicolor wings of black birds beating over the distance waters, the radio spires of cities sunken like the aged dreams of children.
Q: What is the crown of his glory?
A: The tree of life has many deadening branches, the flora and faun hanging like limp leaves dwilding down into past's forest floor.
Q: What is the language of perfection?
A: There is no human story for a whale calve, heavy bodied down into the muck that bubbles up at the bottom of the world.
Q: What is the work of creation?
A: The silence of earthen hills, the larvae cleaned bone, and the gleaming of the split seed.
Q: What is justification?
A: The vixen breathes heavy with matted fur in the spring rain, dross hanging about her head in
Q: What is repentance unto life?
A: Let it dive into the pre-Cambrian wastes, break down into the eukaryotic, until the amino
acids that bind break into the crystallized shards of carbon.
Q: What is the world without end?
C. DERICK VARN is a poet, teacher, and theorist. He currently edits for Former People. He has a Master of Fine Arts in Poetry at Georgia College and State University where he served as assistant editor for Arts and Letters: A Journal of Contemporary Arts. He has served as managing editor for the now defunct Milkwood Review. He won the Frankeye Davis Mayes/Academy of American Poets Prize in 2003 and his poetry has appeared at Unlikely Stories 2.0, Full of Crows, Writing Disorder, JMWW, Clutching at Straws, Xenith, Piriene’s Fountain, and elsewhere. He currently lives in Mexico, and recently moved from South Korea. He is originally from the deep South of the United States. He lives with his partner, and a bunch of books, and writes at night.