The couple’s silence
says: ‘I love you for your own sake!’
They are holding hands.
They both look down at
their hands, white knuckled, laced, one
thing. I look down, sip
my coffee. The words
in my book are a big blur.
I find myself in
prayer for these love
birds and myself too. Only
God loves us that way.
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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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