Your friends often say
my poems to-and-about
you lack color. Well,

life lacks color with-
out you. Which is why today
I’m wearing red sneak-

ers. They look like you,
as we used to say. On me
they make people laugh.

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.

One thought on “Friends”

  1. Wonderful poem! It is comic in the root sense of that word, the “kommos” or celebration song. It celebrates the beloved and balances the grief with an act of love and the beauty of art. It vibrates with subtle ironies. There is no cloud of ego as the poet gives the friends what they want, even need, no umbrage taken. Instead, he puts on the shoes, allowing people to laugh, a generous thing to do all around. The fairy tale comes to mind, upended here through the love story, lived in real life time and continued in mourning.

    This poem is a little diamond, shooting out notes and colors that comfort other mourners. It’s a very big poem!

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