D E Navarro
Biography of D E Navarro
Founder of NavWorks Press. Author, Poet, Editor, Publisher, Speaker, Minister. Originator and owner of We Write Poetry™ forums and the Pride in Poetry Prize™ and Publication. Husband, Father, Mentor and Friend. Banking Sr Analyst, Tech Editor/Writer.
DE Navarro was born in Newport, Rhode Island in 1962 but moved to Chicago, Illinois with his family where he was raised in the inner city on the Southside until he was ten years old. At ten his family moved to rural Crown Point, Indiana where he learned to enjoy nature, free to roam in fields of swaying grass and wooded copses rich with ponds and swamps. At fifteen, he found himself living in suburban Munster, Indiana where he remained until he went off to college at Purdue University in Lafayette, Indiana.
Over the years many of his articles, essays and poems have been published in various magazines, journals, anthologies and publications.
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D E Navarro's Works:
Such Are the Poems,2006
Between Life and Language,2009
Dare to Soar,2013
D E Navarro Poems
I lost another poem this morning in the early air between my home and my car
Meeting Mr. Hullman
There was a fundamental disconnect as he thrust out his hand to shake mine and missed three feet wide.
Art Of Travel
When the Rainbow Umbrella Man showed up Things came to a grinding halt in Mill Valley. Folks looked on shocked at all the colors. Some said he hid from the sun
Life Lich Or Leech
Give a damn or die, gray man, Withering in tepid states of noncommittal dissonance. Take a stand.
Men Are From Mars
Love blooms like pretty eyelashes unsuspecting fly lands vicious Venus snaps her prey rips him to shreds
A Vale Near El Dorado
Such gallant knight went down in flight succumbing to the shadow lured to his death
Stupendously surreptitious Innuendo on the rocks. Deliciously denigrated, Drunken with the fox.
Observing the vestiges of common humanity I am engulfed in processes that are reminiscent of the ages when obfuscation was predominantly a matter of
Such Are The Poems
I like the poems of yesteryear The poems of ‘twas, and yon, and ere, The poems whose ol' archaic tongue Was in its prime, and lo, e'er young.
Kingdom Of Zero
This exploitative supersizer stands In the fires of envious aggrandizing Stoking self-centric delusional grandeur With the gasses of his invented felicity.
Professor Amos Sez
You little thingamajig with your single anode arcing across space to the mercury-pool cathode
Earth's memories Buried deep in stones They remember large creatures The cataclysm
ee cummings and goings on no punctuation this punctuality of words
Fossil fashions, The relics of yesterday, I dig through my drawers.
Observing the vestiges of common humanity
I am engulfed in processes that are
reminiscent of the ages when obfuscation
was predominantly a matter of
undiscovered science converging into a
whole entity of wonder about
what really is and what should
really be—no matter what anyone said
regardless of the fact that so much waited