Things can outlast grief.
The cap she wore when we went
down to the river
came to hand today.
I wore it on my rounds. It
says Sandford Shipyard,
WA. Alive it said
she loved boats and men who built
them. And their poets.
The Piscataqua
still runs fast and cold, her cap
will outlive us both.
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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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