All Change

A jogger I meet
going the other way rain
or shine each morning

assured me we’d be
dead before the oceans rise
over where we stand.

Is life a journey?
We mention the afternoon
and evening snow,

then go our ways. I
to lectio, without which
nothing here for me.

‘Let change come (Merton)
quietly on the inside.
Just go for walks.’ How

did I get here? De-
pendent like Li Po on the
nameless one, journey

or no, given change.
We shall all be changed. As I
sit in this filtered

light and read and write
to my unknown readers, I
share the solitude.

Author: Tom D'Evelyn

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 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 and other sites.

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