Yes an argument
with myself, not that we had
no arguments, we

loved to argue, love
being an argument with
our nothingness. Now,

love, you reappear
to me and keep me honest.
Being as nothing

is all we share now.
Nothing to stop you, or me,
going our own ways.

Oh but it is hard,
even with a new haircut,
to face the living.

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.

4 thoughts on “Haircut”

  1. This is a gorgeous poem, Tom. It is “wee” only in that it’s short. In these Toby poems, the reader is in the presence of someone who is present to the spirit, to possibility and to the reaches of love. Rather than the literal five steps of grieving, with anger and acceptance, etc, art with its heady passion leads the way. Moving and impressive.


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