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D. E. Kern

D.E. Kern is an author and educator from Bethlehem, Pa. He worked in newspapers for fifteen years before shifting to Creative Writing in graduate school. His writing has appeared in Appalachian Review, Big Muddy, CRATE, The Examined Life, Mission at Tenth, Rio Grande Review and The Owen Wister Review among others. He teaches English at Arizona Western College. When he is not teaching or writing, he enjoys fishing and traveling with his lovely wife, Neesha.

First LightPoetry

First Light

D. E. KernDecember 5, 2025

This sunrise breaks spells, lies born from shadows, and God’s hands are wrapped in smoke.

Twilight CinemaPoetry, Poetry

Twilight Cinema

D. E. KernJune 13, 2025

The sky is backlit by these afterthoughts. The golden hour and dusk shake hands then go their separate ways, but not before burning an…

Drift the CornersPoetry

Drift the Corners

D. E. KernMay 29, 2025

Here is to a year of living dangerously because those who dole out portions miss the whole point that dawns do not rise with…

The Music of Another PlacePoetry

The Music of Another Place

D. E. KernFebruary 24, 2025

Great cities hold their rivers and their jazz in high regard, trust secrets to the cattail-covered caves along the bank; it’s miles beneath the…

Speaking of RiversPoetry

Speaking of Rivers

D. E. KernAugust 23, 2024

We crossed the Ohio at Wheeling, ducked past the tourist trappings of the Steel City like two outlaws, made our Hollywood escape, determined to…

Holding the CenterPoetry

Holding the Center

D. E. KernMay 6, 2024

The day I learned of my student’s suicide, I walked five miles, the first three to remember him, the last two to feel his…

MediumsPoetry

Mediums

D. E. KernApril 18, 2024

There’s a pencil scratch across the sky, a jagged mark from a passing plane, and a placid river where I like to think of…

Why I Am Moving to IrelandPoetry

Why I Am Moving to Ireland

D. E. KernApril 2, 2024

Because I, like Dedalus, cannot pray to my mother’s liking and North Sea fog is this poet’s filter. Since my mind seems predisposed to…

Golden SilencePoetry

Golden Silence

D. E. KernDecember 11, 2023

From this angle, a day’s last rays make embers of cattails bent in supplication to an unrepentant wind trying to force the Colorado into…

Chromium-24/7Poetry

Chromium-24/7

D. E. KernNovember 1, 2023

They tore down a part of my hometown last week, imploded it to be precise, dissolved it from the inside as with cancer. A…

The Mist on the WaterPoetry

The Mist on the Water

D. E. KernOctober 24, 2023

He pointed it out like a carnival oddity​ a bearded lady or monkey playing guitar, perhaps an albino deer or lion with the head…