Humans want contact.
They lean down to pet me and
try to hold my gaze.
Then they disappear.
Augenblick is their game and
the blink of an eye
their oblivion.
The instant connection they
seek moves away and
moves constantly. I
have rivers and mountains in
me. Eternity’s
sunrise lights up
my being. In kind faces
I see what they want.
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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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