We are all in T-
shirts, some in shorts, too much sun-
light, too few leaves this
unseasonable day.
We flaunt our familiar line-
aments, delved and pale
and mottled and na-
kedly unfamiliar.
We take the same chairs.
Once words begin to
flow the familiar becomes
familiar once more.
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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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We’re not there yet. 50’s and rainy today in NYC. I may wear pants all summer out of vanity. My legs are made of dandruff!
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