The soul of New En-
gland? My first morning in Paw-
tuxet Village. “G’
mornin’” from locals
at the Bagel Shop. I read
Horace to get my
bearings. “G’ mornin’.”
We are all grizzled and grey
and very friendly.
I have no self to share.
Praise now Melpomene who
made it possible
for Horace to make
it in Rome. Master of selfs,
he gave thanks for soul.
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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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Wellkommen!
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I so hope you just LOVE your new life. I’m a little bit jealous.
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