Throughout

As I stare into
the bright Winter sunshine on
the tearoom floor and

wait for scheduled snow,
I think about our last trip
abroad together.

We were in Bath. You
sat on the hotel patio
and counted passers-

by who leaned on sticks
like you. Gallows humor. Then
you’d go back to bed.

You were resilient.
A sunny chair, dinner at
our favorite place.

The Abbey itself
a few blocks away. Too far.
I’ve come to love you

for the equipoise
of time and eternity
you managed throughout.

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.

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