“In the finite world, one must be reconciled to the perplexity of the interplay of the particular and the universal.” Catherine Pickstock, Aspects of Truth, 110.
The mockingbird, high
on the wire overhead as
I pulled weeds for pay
in summer vaca-
tion. The ivy shone around
me. The bird repea-
ted, “Squeeze the sweat from
your eyes. In time like me you
will sing others’s songs.”
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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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