I don’t sit here seek-
ing some whole. My espresso
cools, the heat gone, bit-
terness hard to swal-
low. I sit between peril
of my nothingness
and the crux of speech-
lessness. If communication
happens, it’s beyond
me, my finitude
ruptured and opened by the
good of the last drop.
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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.
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