(the banner picture is not mine, but it felt too perfect to pass up!) Last Thursday, we spent some time at a local pond and walked on a very short trail through the woods. The next morning, I read the following poem in This Day: Collected and New Sabbath Poems: 1980, Poem IV The frog... Continue Reading →
A Sunday Poem – Wendell Berry Again
Last Sunday I shared a poem from Wendell Berry's poetry collection, This Day: Collected and New Sabbath Poems and I'm back today with another one. From 1979, poem XII: To long for what eternity fulfillsIs to forsake the light one has, or willsTo have, and go into the dark, to waitWhat light may come -... Continue Reading →
