The deepening wells of literature are abundant for those who still care to read, and though I have a long list of works I intend to share here, from T. S. Eliot to Herman Melville, I return to one of my favorites: Wendell Berry. If you’ve been to my site before, you’ll know Berry is a perennial. A few days ago the following Mad Farmer poem came back to mind while ruminating on these days. After sharing it with my wife last night before bed and then with my family at the dinner table tonight, I knew I had to share it with you. My favorite lines are, “Come away all ye conservatives and liberals / who want to conserve the good things and be free, / come away from the merchants of big answers, / whose hands are metalled with power.” Timely advice. If you hear the call, I’ll meet you in the Kentucky by “the river at dark.” Click on the title below to read the poem.
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I am a lover of words - the way they sing together in neat or sprawling lines upon the page, conducted by the great wordsmiths of all time. The way a sudden turn of phrase or surprising combination of sounds resonates with the deep within me, causing pause: moments of reflection and appreciation that transcend the superficial babblings and paltry visions of the infantile. Here at the deepening ground, it is my intent to make time and space for the reflection, appreciation, and creative imaginings that sustain the human soul. View more posts