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this day
March 11, 2015, 2:56 pm
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Now that illness is receding there is space and time and energy to read.

I’ve long enjoyed Wendell Berry’s poetry and I have taken This Day: Collected and New Sabbath Poems from my shelf.  These poems come from solitary Sunday walks around his farm in Kentucky.  I love the mix of nature, love of earth, spiritual longing, political anger.  I really recommend you read this if you can get a copy.

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This poem, as a taster, sums up a lot of these weeks for me:

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The winter world of loss

And grief is gone. The night

Is past. Along the whole

Length of the river, birds

Are singing in the trees.

.

Again, hope dreams itself

Awake. The year’s first lambs

Cry in the morning dark.

And, after all, we have

A garden in our minds.

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We living know the worth

Of all the dead have done

Or hoped to do. We know

That hearts, against their doom,

Must plight an ancient troth.

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Now come the bride and groom,

Now come the man and woman

Who must begin again

The work divine and human

By which we live on earth.

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