Wendell Berry

Testament by Wendell Berry

Testament by Wendell Berry

Testament by Wendell Berry And now to the Abyss I pass Of that Unfathomable Grass… 1. Dear relatives and friends, when my last breath Grows large and free in air, don’t call it death — A word to enrich the undertaker and inspire His surly art of imitating life; conspire Against hi... »

To Know the Dark by Wendell Berry

To Know the Dark by Wendell Berry

To Know the Dark by Wendell Berry To go in the dark with a light is to know the light. To know the dark, go dark. Go without sight, and find that the dark, too, blooms and sings, and is traveled by dark feet and dark wings. Hits: 1 »

Manifesto The Mad Farmer Liberation Front by Wendell Berry

Manifesto The Mad Farmer Liberation Front by Wendell Berry

Manifesto The Mad Farmer Liberation Front by Wendell Berry Love the quick profit, the annual raise, vacation with pay. Want more of everything ready-made. Be afraid to know your neighbors and to die. And you will have a window in your head. Not even your future will be a mystery any more. Your mind... »

The Silence by Wendell Berry

The Silence by Wendell Berry

The Silence by Wendell Berry Though the air is full of singing my head is loud with the labor of words. Though the season is rich with fruit, my tongue hungers for the sweet of speech. Though the beech is golden I cannot stand beside it mute, but must say “It is golden,” while the leave... »

Horseback on Sunday morning by Wendell Berry

Horseback on Sunday morning by Wendell Berry

Horseback on Sunday morning by Wendell Berry Horseback on Sunday morning, harvest over, we taste persimmon and wild grape, sharp sweet of summer’s end. In time’s maze over the fall fields, we name names that went west from here, names that rest on graves. We open a persimmon seed to fin... »

The Wish to Be Generous by Wendell Berry

The Wish to Be Generous by Wendell Berry

The Wish to Be Generous by Wendell Berry All that I serve will die, all my delights, the flesh kindled from my flesh, garden and field, the silent lilies standing in the woods, the woods, the hill, the whole earth, all will burn in man’s evil, or dwindle in its own age. Let the world bring on... »

Enriching The Earth By Wendell Berry

Enriching The Earth By Wendell Berry

Enriching the Earth by Wendell Berry To enrich the earth I have sowed clover and grass to grow and die. I have plowed in the seeds of winter grains and various legumes, their growth to be plowed in to enrich the earth. I have stirred into the ground the offal and the decay of the growth of past seas... »

The Wild Geese by Wendell Berry

The Wild Geese by Wendell Berry

The Wild Geese by Wendell Berry Geese appear high over us, pass, and the sky closes. Abandon, as in love or sleep, holds them to their way, clear in the ancient faith: what we need is here. And we pray, not for new earth or heaven, but to be quiet in heart, and in eye, clear. What we need is here. ... »

How to Be a Poet by Wendell Berry

How to Be a Poet by Wendell Berry

How to Be a Poet by Wendell Berry (To remind myself) i Make a place to sit down. Sit down. Be quiet. You must depend upon affection, reading, knowledge, skill — more of each than you have — inspiration, work, growing older, patience, for patience joins time to eternity. Any readers who ... »

The Real Work by Wendell Berry

The Real Work by Wendell Berry

The Real Work by Wendell Berry It may be that when we no longer know what to do we have come to our real work, and that when we no longer know which way to go we have come to our real journey. The mind that is not baffled is not employed. The impeded stream is the one that sings. Hits: 1 »

Do Not Be Ashamed – Wendell Berry

Do Not Be Ashamed – Wendell Berry

You will be walking some night in the comfortable dark of your yard and suddenly a great light will shine round about you, and behind you will be a wall you never saw before. It will be clear to you suddenly that you were about to escape, and that you are guilty: you misread the complex instructions... »

The Peace of Wild Things by Wendell Berry

The Peace of Wild Things by Wendell Berry

The Peace of Wild Things by Wendell Berry 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 t... »

A Spiritual Journey By Wendell Berry

A Spiritual Journey By Wendell Berry

A Spiritual Journey by Wendell Berry And the world cannot be discovered by a journey of miles, no matter how long, but only by a spiritual journey, a journey of one inch, very arduous and humbling and joyful, by which we arrive at the ground at our feet, and learn to be at home. Hits: 3 »

The Peace Of Wild Things – Wendell Berry

The Peace Of Wild Things – Wendell Berry

When despair grows in me and I wake in the middle of 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 thei... »

Sabbaths 1999, VII by Wendell Berry

Sabbaths 1999, VII by Wendell Berry

Sabbaths 1999, VII by Wendell Berry Again I resume the long lesson: how small a thing can be pleasing, how little in this hard world it takes to satisfy the mind and bring it to its rest. With the ongoing havoc the woods this morning is almost unnaturally still. Through stalled air, unshadowed ligh... »

Sabbaths 1998, VI by Wendell Berry

Sabbaths 1998, VI by Wendell Berry

Sabbaths 1998, VI by Wendell Berry By expenditure of hope, Intelligence, and work, You think you have it fixed. It is unfixed by rule. Within the darkness, all Is being changed, and you Also will be changed. Now I recall to mind A costly year: Jane Kenyon, Bill Lippert, Philip Sherrard, All in the ... »

Sabbaths 1985, V by Wendell Berry

Sabbaths 1985, V by Wendell Berry

Sabbaths 1985, V by Wendell Berry How long does it take to make the woods? As long as it takes to make the world. The woods is present as the world is, the presence of all its past and of all its time to come. It is always finished, it is always being made, the act of its making forever greater tha... »

1991-I – Wendell Berry

1991-I – Wendell Berry

The year begins with war. Our bombs fall day and night, Hour after hour, by death Abroad appeasing wrath, Folly, and greed at home. Upon our giddy tower We’d oversway the world. Our hate comes down to kill Those whom we do not see, For we have given up Our sight to those in power And to machin... »