Enya, Hildegard,
Fado: voices pour out the
door as I enter
each morning. World
music with my oatmeal and
French press. Having lost
you, it’s all excess
good. As people come in the
world remakes itself.
This is the Ocean
State. Sea levels are rising.
Aboriginal
Pawtuxet flows in-
to the Bay. Is this the re-
sponse of the Dark O-
igin? Having lost
you, the will’s pleasures give up
their secrets freely.
Ordinary life
is worth living; paradox
reconfigures faith.
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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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