Call it soft apo-
calypse, the uncovering
of ambiguous
divinity in
time. No question of meaning.
My finitude pierced
by the beauty of
the thing. I’m put in my place.
My bare existence.
The way the wind pierced
my best jacket this Spring day
and the racing clouds.
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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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