”We do not obtain the most precious gifts by going in search of them but by waiting for them.” Simone Weil, “Reflections on the Right Use of School Studies”
It’s hot. I’m waiting
for it to rain. While I wait
I service my pen
collection. Flush. Wipe.
Ink. That lost green Pelikan
remains lost. So I
practice italics
like so many scribes before
me. And still no rain.
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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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