I have lived too long.
Old age brings embarrassments
of debt, poverty
the unwelcome guest
across a table set for
one. Please pass the salt,
old friend. No need to
make conversation. Top off
the wine. Put Mozart
on the stereo.
Young Mozart defied his debts
and an early death.
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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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