Wendell Berry is a poet y'all must make haste to know--besides, what's not to love about a fella who lives on a farm in Rabbit Hash Kentucky??
An' another besides-- the fella be a true agrarian. Berry books on mah shelf:
Another Turn of the Crank (Short and powerful essay on proper use of land an' the importance of community)
The Unsettling of America
The Way of Ignorance
Sex, Economy, Freedom and Community
Jayber Crow (novel)
Hannah Coulter (novel)
Standing by Words.
Reckon pollyticks wuz rubbin' me raw t'other day so I dipped into Berry fer relief an' brought up this prize:
When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
