Monstrous on All Soul’s

I was aware all
night of the house. Windows wheezed
and doors banged in the

gale. Then this morning
the raw gleam of the grain where
the juniper broke

open. And all day
I feel weird, idiotic,
dreadful in my skin

though I say nothing.
On the walk home a fresh hole
where that tree reached out.

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 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. View all posts by Tom D'Evelyn

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