Entangled as I am

Sixty years ago
in the Sierra (mountain
sawed from mountain) I

loved naming grasses,
distinguishing this from that
sun-bleached golden blade.

Light ran through them all.
Lately reading Julian
I’ve learned knowing God

is easier than
knowing myself, entangled
as I am in grass.

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.

One thought on “Entangled as I am”

  1. beautiful reverie full of perspective without unnecessary sentimentality. The self as mystery revealed only in the eschatalogical celebration appears in fruitful tension with the positive finitude of particularity — in individual grasses illuiminated by teh sun. I think of Plato’s understanding of love-filled seeing-together and distinguishing and Socreates in the Phaedras rejoicing in the this-ness of a place or a plant or a breeze. Though I never got teh real knowledge of nature you gathered, I am contunually grateful for y your teaching of attentiveness to and delight in nature’s particulars.


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