“What must be sketched must be written.” Stanley Cavell

I scribble these thoughts

on a cold February night

to redeem the time.

Life is paradox.

The future only makes sense

in terms of the past.

The impermanence

of things reveals who I am:

self, also no-self.

”The unceasing im-

manence of death”: crucial

but unbearable words.

Words impersonal

but not untrue. Syllables

measured to make peace.

Author: Tom D'Evelyn

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 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 and other sites.

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