No to crutches, she
said, no to fancy walkers,
so I grabbed a gnarled
windfall, trimmed it, sand-
ed it, oiled it till it leapt
to her strong soft touch.
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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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Metaxyturn Diaries 
This poem takes the reader through a series of things, not just of images, and the things are more than inert givens but precious and good in themselves and sources of relationships. we start with the negatives of dialectic not-this-or-that as the poet’s mysterious beloved address refuses various walking aids, then move to the connection between this addressee and the poet as he is moved to the labour of love of finding, fashioning, and creating the walking stick, a sort of extension of a limb which then as an image but also as the thing itself as itself becoems more than itself with the beloved recipient’s reception in touch, the touch connecting poet, recpipient, stick, poem, adn reader.
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