Wendell Berry

(August 5, 1934 / Henry County, Kentucky)

Wendell Berry Poems

1. Enemies 5/29/2015
2. The Vacation -new- 8/28/2015
3. The Silence 4/24/2015
4. The Real Work 5/13/2015
5. Like The Water 11/22/2014
6. Water 11/22/2014
7. In A Motel Parking Lot, Thinking Of Dr. Williams 1/3/2003
8. Testament 1/3/2003
9. The Mad Farmer Revolution 1/3/2003
10. A Warning To My Readers 1/3/2003
11. The Country Of Marriage 1/3/2003
12. The Hidden Singer 1/3/2003
13. A Meeting In A Part 1/3/2003
14. A Timbered Choir 1/3/2003
15. Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front 1/3/2003
16. What We Need Is Here 1/13/2003
17. 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 Vacation

Once there was a man who filmed his vacation.
He went flying down the river in his boat
with his video camera to his eye, making
a moving picture of the moving river
upon which his sleek boat moved swiftly
toward the end of his vacation. He showed
his vacation to his camera, which pictured it,
preserving it forever: the river, the trees,
the sky, the light, the bow of his rushing boat

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