Love in the Berkeley Hills

We woke still in love,
the wall behind our bed layered
with ice. A few streets

away, on Grizzly
Peak, Milosz, great poet of
guilt and grace, unknown

to me at the time.
And his friends, later my friends –
Arthur and Leonard.

Spring came, the Golden
Gate red at sunset, Eros
holding friends at bay.

Once in a grove of
Eucalyptus, we spoke and
I knew Agape.

Now in their absence,
we pick up where we broke off,
talking and laughing.

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 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 and other sites.

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