Where did they go, those pretty words like ‘eventide’? Pushed aside to make room in our dictionaries for ‘phish’ or ‘spam’? Maybe it’s an evolution we’re smack in the middle of and don’t know it, an evolution in which the glossies and movies and television will do all the work for us and we won’t need pretty words anymore…and Dante, well, let him curse us from his sepulcher, for what do we care about dead guys or moody times of the day like ‘eventide’ anyway? It’s just a fancy word for ‘happy hour’ isn’t it?
at eventide
an everness descends
on the seaside town
by Gary LeBel
Cumming, Georgia
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