A Poem’s Cry

Somedays my thick pen
moves like the cook’s bright cleaver
in Chuang Tzu’s jugen,
of its own will cuts
the material, respecting
the joints and the bones.
My senses quiet.
And things just fall into place.
A little later
a poem’s cry. On other
days, I read a book.

The language of this poem is heavily indebted to Thomas Merton’s The Way of Chuang Tzu, “Cutting Up an Ox,” iii.2.

Author: Tom D'Evelyn

Tom D'Evelyn is a private editor and writing tutor in Cranston RI and, thanks to the web, across the US and in the UK. He can be reached at tom.develyn@comcast.net. D'Evelyn has a PhD in Comparative Literature from UC Berkeley. Before retiring he held positions at The Christian Science Monitor, Harvard University Press, Boston University and Brown University. He ran a literary agency for ten years, publishing books by Leonard Nathan and Arthur Quinn, among others. Before moving to Portland OR he was managing editor at Single Island Press, Portsmouth NH. He blogs at http://tdevelyn.com and other sites.

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