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poetrysmackdown · 9 months
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sageandscorpiongrass · 7 months
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Have you ever thought about losing your brother?
me vs. making webweaves on dying and family. really this was just an excuse to think about killing flies.
Killing Flies, Michael Dickman | Separation, W.S. Merwin | Eurydice, Ocean Vuong | It, Stephen King | Winnie-the-Pooh, A.A Milne | Fading Kitten Syndrome, ROAR | Quote via. Maurice Sendak | A Meeting, Wendell Berry | Anguish, August Friedrich Schenck | West Wind I, Mary Oliver | Planet of Love, Richard Siken | Quote via. C.C, Aurel | Oats We Sow, Gregory and the Hawk | The Living to the Dead, Käthe Kollwitz | Quote via Fortesa Latifi | Antigonick, Anne Carson | Killing Flies, Michael Dickman (cont.)
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metamorphesque · 7 months
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though i am heavy, there is flight around me
wendell berry, the fall of icarus, f. scott fitzgerald, christophe vacher, hozier, galileo chini, mahmoud darwish (tr. catherine cobham), rubens, akwaeke emezi, alfred schwarzschild
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luthienne · 1 year
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Wendell Berry
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apilgrimsprogress · 1 month
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We are called to love the world as God loves the world. Loving this deeply, this openly, will break our hearts. When our hearts are broken wide-open, if we are willing to remain anchored in love, we find our capacity to love magnified. It is a cycle of life and brokenness and life renewed perpetually. Our calling is nothing less than this.
Wendell Berry, Jayber Crow
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sicknessinmotion · 5 months
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poetry as a sort of life
wendell berry // charles bukowski // george oppen // karen glenn // pamela spiro wagner // heather mchugh.
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serenityquest · 2 months
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notabittamedsblog · 1 year
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dk-thrive · 8 months
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This Day
After the long weeks when the heat curled the leaves and the air thirsted, comes a morning after rain, cool and bright. The leaves uncurl, the pastures begin again to grow, the animals and the birds rejoice. If tonight the world ends, we’ll have had this day.
— Wendell Berry, "This Day" in "This Day: Collected & New Sabbath Poems (Counterpoint, September 16, 2013) (via Make Believe Boutique)
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derangedrhythms · 6 months
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Wendell Berry, Farming: A Handbook; To Know the Dark
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mordere-diem · 7 months
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"Stay away from anything    that obscures the place it is in.    There are no unsacred places;    there are only sacred places    and desecrated places."
Wendell Berry, How to Be a Poet
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firstfullmoon · 5 months
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Wendell Berry, “I. [After the bitter nights]”
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apoemaday · 7 months
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by Wendell Berry
To my granddaughters who visited the Holocaust Museum on the day of the burial of Yitzak Rabin, November 6th 1995.
Now you know the worst we humans have to know about ourselves, and I am sorry,
for I know you will be afraid. To those of our bodies given without pity to be burned, I know
there is no answer but loving one another even our enemies, and this is hard.
But remember: when a man of war becomes a man of peace, he gives a light, divine
though it is also human. When a man of peace is killed by a man of war, he gives a light.
You do not have to walk in darkness. If you have the courage for love, you may walk in light. It will be
the light of those who have suffered for peace. It will be your light.
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metamorphesque · 7 months
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Wendell Berry, "A Warning To My Readers"
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luthienne · 1 year
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rosanna warren, "eclogue" / wendell berry, "marriage" / ada limón, "the unbearable"
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geopsych · 6 months
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October 10 by Wendell Berry Now constantly there is the sound, quieter than rain, of the leaves falling. Under their loosening bright gold, the sycamore limbs bleach whiter. Now the only flowers are beeweed and aster, spray of their white and lavender over the brown leaves. The calling of a crow sounds loud—a landmark—now that the life of summer falls silent, and the nights grow.
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