The editor’s day
off. A discipline within
the discipline. Words
go back to sleep. Thought
opens to what might could end
up in metaphor
for what transcendence
as other might be. Parse that,
wordman. Take a walk,
turn the corner. Wind
off the ocean runs her cold
fingers through your hair.
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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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