One could write screenplays
had one a head bursting with
voices and contacts
with powers-that-be.
Too late for that now, voices
faded from lack of
recognition, friends
changed beyond recognition.
Recognition—-that’s
only possible
now in the cool silences
of singular love,
in themselves voices.
I have only to listen
to stories of things.
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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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