WORK IN PROGRESS
The docks, empty for
another month, hold our gaze.
The girl on the bench
has a book, and I
have the time. We both look on,
encouraged, surprised,
by the sun and wind.
This goes beyond saying. She
returns to her book,
I to the path of
that infinite restlessness
which leaves me in peace.
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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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