3 poems by David Dephy : In the Dark, Reflection Shuddered, Drops are Heralds


Who says the hunt has begun?
Thank the Lord I stayed awake.
I thought of freedom running in the dark
with no difference of pits and graves,
when the mist of night was my only ally,
a man cannot be destroyed once and for all.
Now I feel the dawn is due to come,
right from your heart, from other side of alone.
I thought of you, how you took a deep breath
and said my name, how you exhaled the sky
from you with every letter of that name,
showing me the meaning of trust,
justification of my own existence,
there was no distance in the dark
when the fears fell away.

David Dephy
August 31, 2020
New York


I woke up to the sound of neigh.
The moon’s reflection shuddered in river.
The night streamed in. Loving life is seeing
with the eyes of another. Understanding life
is feeling with the heart of another.
I remembered how we knew
listening to the sounds at night
and all but the bitter
residue slipped away.

David Dephy
August 29, 2020
New York


I remember one drop on my palm.
My personal drop, personal gift from above.
Yes, we all have our own personality,
as my drop, unique and distinctive,
always blends with noise and silence of memory—
the homeland of ghosts, and the dusk flutters silently,
and I am still missing you.
Still thirsty, and maybe you are thirsty, too.
Drops are heralds. Imagination is the thirst of a man.
I have enough to drink till my thirst is sated,
but I want to know what’s beyond the night.
Still, I want to feel what’s inside your breath.
Drops, skinned by the wetness of heavens
to quench the thirst of me, came from the depth
of future and gone back dry and parched, as that one,
a messenger of blessed rain, was shaking on my palm,
and silence all around me was empty and dry as hell must be.

David Dephy
April 18, 2021

Wolfpack Contributor: David Dephy

Fevers of the Mind Quick-9 Interview with David Dephy from the Poetry Orchestra

David Dephy — A Georgian/American award-winning poet and novelist. The winner of the Finalist Award in the 2020 Best Book Award National Contest by American Book Fest, the finalist and shortlist winner nominee of the Adelaide Literary Awards for the category of Best Poem, the winner of the Spillwords Poetry Award. His full book-length poetry Eastern Star has been published by Adelaide Books in New York in October 2020. He is named as A Literature Luminary by Bowery Poetry, The Stellar Poet by Voices of Poetry and The Incomparable Poet by Statorec

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David writes poetry, short stories, and writings that'll make you think or laugh, provoking you to examine images in your mind. To submit poetry, photography, art, please send to feversofthemind@gmail.com. Twitter: @davidLOnan1 + @feversof Facebook: DavidLONan1

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