All the shiny ob-
jects, all the surface imper-
fections, everywhere
the sea is the sea.
From Grizzly Peak in Berkeley,
I look down on the
Bay, the Golden Gate,
on a perfect summer day.
O there be dragons.
Hard not to hear the
thud of the jumper’s body
hitting the campus
plaza that after-
noon. Something weird about this
place whispers ‘Jump! Jump!’
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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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