”February is the month of purification.
We don’t have that festival.” Robert Hass
Brightness of snow and
ice everywhere I go.
I’m seventy-five
today. I’d sit it
out but make the daily rounds.
There’s no avoiding
it. I’m seventy-
five. I step in the tracks of
others through the snow.
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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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Best wishes on your birthday, Tom. May there be many more of them.
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