”Love demands eternity because it can never finish telling itself the excess within it of intuition over signification.” Jean-Luc Marion, quoted by Desmond, The Voiding of Being (2020), 217.
Work-in-progress
Record-breaking cold.
The publican lends me an
abandoned hoodie—
an extra layer.
The cove is empty, cement
gray. Just going out to see,
the walking habit,
sustains me now. I look twice—
a duck splashes down.
Philosophical
talk fails to communicate
the broken silence.
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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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