Choice of Daemon

I read Ezra Pound
in the foggy lamplight out-
side Fillmore West as

The Jefferson Air-
plane whipped up the crowd inside.
The whores spoke softly.

After the concert,
I joined my friends for the long
ride home in silence.

EP was right: per-
fection leads to madding sol-
itude. The silence

remains. Now I make
a choice of daimon: the chill

of Horace singing
the other. For the last bit,
his two-oared dingy.

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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