Art Quinn, today
your America closes
in on the Apo-

calypse your stories
took for granted as cancer
stopped your hand. I see

at this distance you
suppress howls of laughter but
you hadn’t an un-

kind bone in your bo-
dy, or in your body of
work (note: in private

Art loved bawdy jokes).
You combined Rabelais and
Melville in one fat

art. Art, if you please,
pray for us who remain and
resist the madness.

Author: Tom D'Evelyn

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 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 and other sites.

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