Like the shout of dead
loved ones out of the blue or
steeped darkness of night
daffodils and tu-
lips border the old gardens
bordering the damp
houses I pass by.
Realities are sudden,
startle the empty
mind. Analogies.
Maybe the poets are right:
the singulars stay.
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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 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.
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