Very hot, very
black coffee, and a piece of
cake. The occasion?
A nip in the air.
Early dusk, a lone robin lis-
tens on the lawn.
The contemplative
life finds small things distracting,
then vague, then profound.
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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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NICE POEM, TOM!
I’ve been struggling these humid days, really tired. But thinking that we might be able to have another phone call. It’s good for me to hear your voice! If so, choose a time, although not early morning or evening.
Take care!
Marion
On Thursday, September 30, 2021, Metaxyturn Diaries wrote:
> Tom D’Evelyn posted: ” Very hot, very black coffee, and a piece of cake. > The occasion? A nip in the air. Early dusk, a lone robin listens on the > lawn. The contemplative life finds small things distracting, then vague, > then profound. ” >
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