Today on the path down
to the water I ran in-
to a couple I’d
known at the tea house
from before. A beautiful
couple. Today we
could say nothing but
looked hard, kept going. Or they
kept going, I looked
out over the bay.
In the distance the ducks clucked
away as they do.
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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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