There are Places

I’d leave the hotel
early, the Nazionale
fresh in Autumn sun.

The piazza where
I’d read and write in the sound
of tumbling waters.

And above timber-
line in the high Sierra,
I’d nap in tawny,

unnameable, soft
grasses. Mother Earth, City
Eternal, say it–

sacred!– places where
far from home I’ve forgotten
heaven is not home.

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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