It wasn’t the first

time I’d woken to bright sun

on fresh snow. Each time

it causes a panic,

a sudden loss of sense of

place. For a second,

only the firstness,

the sheer fact that being is

what matters at all.

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 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 and other sites.

One thought on “NEAR PROVIDENCE 17.12.20”

  1. Understated and full of finesse, this reflection moves teh reader from what seems like almost trivial anecdote to the mystery it embodies and expresses. The reader is allowed to dwell in a fruitful openness to love’s otherness as she is moved by the poem’s prcise an d tender rendering of reality in its depth as gift. The poem is very far from sentimental and yet–or because of this–conveys profound feeling and confers deep comfort.


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