You Still

Dawn chilly and bright.
My feet hit the floor and it’s
surprisingly cold.

October sunlight —
plentiful and yet burnished
with desolation.

The cat jumps up on
the bed. To her your absence
just doesn’t make sense.

Self is not enough.
I’ll take the presence of ab-
sence over nothing.

This poverty goes
with love’s territory where
love is born again.

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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