The sun rises o-
ver Narragansett Bay; the
little white boats shine
in their calm slips. What
more do you need for now? Count
the masts rising and
falling in place. See!
The rhythm is true to what
you are and are not.
Imitate it
if you can and rock me free
in Analogy.
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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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