Tag: Wendell Berry

“I prayed what I saw was only fear & no foretelling, for I saw the last known landscape destroyed for the sake of objective…”

After a decade of endless and painful reconciliation between belief and behavior, meeting Wendell Berry was a new sort of marker.

A beautiful poem of suffering, anxiety about the future, and ultimately–finally–love. By Wendell Berry, here is “The Peace Of Wild Things.”

Wendell Berry laments his “lack of simple things” in ‘The Want of Peace,’ asking about our collective trade–“selling the world to buy…

For a quick read and a little humor, here is some bullet-point sarcasm about the “new commercial education” from Wendell Berry (via The […]