{"id":36,"date":"2026-08-19T16:50:47","date_gmt":"2026-08-19T16:50:47","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/the-marc-deluca-14807f3.ingress-alpha.ewp.live\/?page_id=36"},"modified":"2026-08-24T15:21:26","modified_gmt":"2026-08-24T15:21:26","slug":"marc-deluca","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/themarcdeluca.com\/","title":{"rendered":"Marc DeLuca"},"content":{"rendered":"\t\t
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Marc DeLuca<\/h1>\n\t\t\t\t\t

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Better Places<\/strong> is a collection of narrative free verse about memory, place, and the ordinary moments that stay with us. Moving through back roads, small towns, mountains, rivers, and everyday encounters, these poems find meaning in the things we often pass without noticing.<\/h2>\n\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\tVIEW ON AMAZON\n\t<\/a>\t\t\n<\/div>\n\n<\/div>\n
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A Taste of the Book<\/h2>\n\t\t\n<\/div>\n
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Lantern<\/strong>

Longing for something more
I lift my eyes toward the fading light.
A lantern glows softly at the edge of evening
steady and patient against the dark below.
Water slips past the rocks and pebbles of the creek
bending where it must.
Giving way without surrender
never asking permission to move on.
I stand there awhile
watching both
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Rental Store<\/strong>

The world is like a big rental store.
You don't really own anything.
You just keep it for a little while
then hand it back.
Love, hurt, anger, jealousy.
Joy.
They all pass through us.
Then quietly
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About Marc<\/strong>
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Marc DeLuca is a writer and poet from North Carolina. A lifelong journal keeper, he has long been drawn to the people, places, and ordinary moments that stay with us.<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\n<\/div>\n\n<\/div>\n

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