”The point here also has to do with thresholds between immanence and transcendence and whether an entirely “immanent frame” can be sustained.” Desmond, GODSENDS, 140
The shiny object
on the boat ramp where the geese
sat was a small fish.
It shone in the dull
winter sunshine. I said ”hi”
to the geese and left.
Sometimes all you get
from a walk to the cove in
the cold is the cold.
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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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