It’s like a love song
that seems happy when you’re young
and sad when you’re old.
A blue patch of sky
between luminous April
clouds rushing away.
Life’s paradoxes!
It’s cool to say that in youth.
Later, it goes with-
out saying. Still a
blue patch of sky on a cold
Spring day makes you look.
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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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