However banal,
the source of this poem is
an image that with-
stands revision. The
bath I draw at day’s end is
almost too hot for
me. The moment
of submersion, already/not
yet, time’s raw between—-
kairos! Bathetic,
all-too-human, but in that
too muchness it lives.
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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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