”Forget the years; forget distinctions. Leap into the boundless and make it your home!” Chuang Tzu, trans. Burton Watson (Columbia, 1968), 49.
Out of the corner
of my eye in a corner
of the cove, white, e-
rect, motionless, an
egret. A dark November
afternoon lit up;
a lonely walk no
longer pointless. Wandering
makes all things equal,
so says Chuang Tzu.
The egret turns this way and
that, now there, now not.
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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 
Perfect. A quiet beauty.
On Tuesday, November 2, 2021, Metaxyturn Diaries wrote:
> Tom D’Evelyn posted: ” Out of the corner of my eye in a corner of the > cove, white, e- rect, motionless, an egret. A dark November afternoon lit > up; a lonely walk no longer pointless. Wandering makes all things equal. ” >
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