NEAR PROVIDENCE 28.4.21

Just one of those days—

not enough water at low

tide to float the ducks.

The horizon draws

the eye beyond desire to

the edge of elsewhere.

The distance erupts

with the tremulous outcries

of geese taking off.

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. View all posts by Tom D'Evelyn

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onpurpose says:

April 29, 2021 at 12:07 am

Tom,This morning, on the way to drop Mimi at PreK, I thought of you, our connection, when wind turned the spring green backs of leaves to me as I drove beneath them. I’m so grateful for your constancy and feel that somehow, it links us eternally through the simple dailiness of glancing out and upward even if only for a moment. KarenHer ways are ways of pleasantness, and all her paths are peace. Proverbs, 3. 17

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Mark Fiddes says:

May 6, 2021 at 1:55 pm

Hi Tom, I’m hoping this reaches you directly. As promised, here are some tasters from *Other Saints Are Available along with the cover and blurb. I think some of it sails in your harbour. Whether it floats your boat is another matter. We’re doing a launch online on Tuesday May 11th. I’ll be posting details on Twitter. Hope you don’t mind but I’ve mentioned you and a number of other poets in my ‘Thanks’ for all you do to keep our spirits alive. Hope all is well. Best wishes, Mark

On Thu, Apr 29, 2021 at 3:57 AM Metaxyturn Diaries wrote:

> Tom D’Evelyn posted: ” Just one of those daysâ not enough water at low > tide to float the ducks. The horizon draws the eye beyond desire to the > edge of elsewhere. The distance erupts with the tremulous outcries of geese > taking off. ” >

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