Even this early
the grass breathes warm air; pristine
smells rise into sense.
Summer’s on the way,
the boys and girls of summer.
A man and his dog
cut across the field
slowly. A wholeness takes shape
from the shapeless whole.
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 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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Metaxyturn Diaries 
This lovely tapestry of perceptions of time, nature, the human being, and the open whole of being takes the reader through a revelation of art.
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Thanks for the perceptive comment, Steve. Isn’t too ex-cathedra.
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