Us

Whatever happens
it is all good, you said as
your ride pulled up to

the curb. The sun shines
on the disappearing car,
through the pale green leaves

of the old trees. The
cool of the morning seals them.
What we did changed us.

Author: Tom D'Evelyn

Tom D'Evelyn is a private editor and writing tutor in Portland OR 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.

2 thoughts on “Us”

  1. Oh Tom, I no longer have your direct email address so I’m sending belated birthday greetings here. I hope you were to have a bit of a celebration. I thought of you all day and kicked myself for not getting a card in the mail to you. Me bad. With love, Jenifer

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  2. This is a beaitufil reflection on life as passage and on our being open to hte flow. The poem opens with an indefinite possible interrogative, whatever. THe reader learns this is part of what someone said and the utterance is remembered in the poem and imagined by the reader. So teh reader is drawn into the flow of the speaker’s openness to whatever happens and their attitude of welcome adn affirmation. So too the reader is put in relation to the poem and the poet recalling and retelling this statment. The reader encounters other images of passing–the car pulling up and presumably pulling away, the light shining through leaves of what we are told are old trees, the passage of time having left its mark but also suported tehir stature. And the closing relfection on how what we did changed us laeads the reader to start to see the ways in which we are made by havits, relationships, and events, how life is poetry.

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