“…the ‘infinite reserve’ of divine nothingness as the transcendent ground of all things…” Takeshi Morisato, Faith and Reason, 168
WORK IN PROGRESS
Why I take these walks
is not at all clear to me
on overcast spring
days. I have to wait
a long time in the drizzle
for the difference
between the waves and
the ducks to appear, but when
it does, gray is not
gray. Nothingness is
nothing but makes room for this—
waves, ducks, gray poets
who, among others,
companion me on my re-
turns to these spaces.
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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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