Wendell Berry

(August 5, 1934 / Henry County, Kentucky)

Wendell Berry Poems

1. Enemies 5/29/2015
2. Woods 2/10/2016
3. The Vacation 8/28/2015
4. The Wish to be Generous 7/28/2016
5. The Real Work 5/13/2015
6. The Silence 4/24/2015
7. Like The Water 11/22/2014
8. Water 11/22/2014
9. In A Motel Parking Lot, Thinking Of Dr. Williams 1/3/2003
10. Testament 1/3/2003
11. The Mad Farmer Revolution 1/3/2003
12. The Hidden Singer 1/3/2003
13. A Meeting In A Part 1/3/2003
14. A Warning To My Readers 1/3/2003
15. A Timbered Choir 1/3/2003
16. Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front 1/3/2003
17. What We Need Is Here 1/13/2003
18. The Country Of Marriage 1/3/2003
19. The Peace Of Wild Things 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Wendell Berry

The Peace Of Wild Things

When despair grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting for their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

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The Hidden Singer

The gods are less for their love of praise.
Above and below them all is a spirit that needs nothing
but its own wholeness, its health and ours.
It has made all things by dividing itself.
It will be whole again.
To its joy we come together --
the seer and the seen, the eater and the eaten,
the lover and the loved.
In our joining it knows itself. It is with us then,

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