Outlive childhood and
stories will come, Flannery
O’Connor once wrote.
Outliving old age
has other consolations.
You remember how
she leaned her head on
your soft shoulder, not once or
twice? A crowded room,
alone on the edge
of the abyss, youth and age
together, but not
a story. A myth,
say, an image of Eros,
true, beside himself.
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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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