“It is thoroughly unbiblical and destructive to think that we can never suffer innocently as long as some error still lies hidden within us.” Dietrich Bonhoeffer, PSALMS
You died peacefully
at night, having faced the worst,
smiling. A few days
later, your ashes
drifted on a Pacific
wave. The wrath of God
hounded me for years.
Today the Atlantic shapes
the stones I turn o-
ver idly at sun-
down. The only cure for grief
is another love.
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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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