Perhaps the dream of
freedom and self-fulfillment
comes with the changes.
I mean the morning
after a big storm lashes
our wee windows, all
clear and breathlessly
fine. Some generosity
sustains the promise
of the other. That’s
politics, which we screw up
till we’re satisfied.
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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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