When I said ‘No rush’
to the barista today,
I heard your voice. It’s
a fine Fall day, change
in the yellow air, people
trying to be nice.
Your voice had an edge,
not a part of the quaint scene.
But no one noticed
other than I. I
just sat there, waiting. It took
forever to come.
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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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Metaxyturn Diaries 
Oh Tom, she had the most beautiful voice. I can hear her to this day. Soft but so strong. Seductive and mellifluous. A beautiful voice from a beautiful woman. ❤️ Jenifer
On Tuesday, October 15, 2019, Metaxyturn Diaries wrote:
> Tom D’Evelyn posted: “When I said ‘No rush’ to the barista today, I heard > your voice. It’s a fine Fall day, change in the yellow air, people trying > to be nice. Your voice had an edge, not a part of the quaint scene. But no > one noticed other than I. I just sat there, waiti” >
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