”Creation is a giving to be, a bringing to be by divine art in which what is brought to be is other to the giving source.” Desmond, Voiding of Being, 94
Easily seduced
by a mild day, the snow thaw
floating in the cove,
warm sun on my cheek.
I wander further than gulls
riding ocean winds.
Hedges bursting with
sparrows, in and out, songsters
of midwinter thorns.
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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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