A beautifully written and intimate portrayal of A farming man at the end of his days in rural Kentucky in 1952. As Jack reminisces about his life on the land, the town and his memories of bygone days we see the importance of community, family and the land and the struggles he endures with all of t...
What do I think of this book? I absolutely hated parts and other parts totally blew me over, the words were so perfect. The author IS an acclaimed poet. I was never indifferent to this book. Either I was furious or astounded by the quality of the writing. Should I give it one star for all the times ...
I first encountered Berry’s poetry as an epigraph in Cornelia Funke’s Inkheart series and was captivated by “The Peace of Wild Things.” Intrigued, I bought a volume of his verse and was not disappointed.He sets the tone of the collection with the bucolic “The Apple Trees.” Throughout this poem and t...
”Grandpa had owned his land and worked on it and taken his pride from it for so long that we knew him, and he knew himself, in the same way that we knew the spring. His life couldn’t be divided from the days he’d spent at work in his fields. Daddy had told us we didn’t know what the country would lo...
The memoir of an elderly Kentucky woman written by one of America's most overlooked authors is not something that would normally jump off the shelf at me. But what a gift this book is. Honest, beautifully written, and extremely moving in its depiction of love, jealously, war and the simple pains a...
There are some poets from whom one poem is really all I needed, no matter how much of their other work I may read. I could read my favorite Wendell Berry poem fifty or a hundred times in a row, and cry every single time. And that tells you just about everything you need to know about me. So I share ...
There is much to love in this collection. It includes some of my favorites: The Peace of Wild Things, The Country of Marriage, Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front . . . "You are holding in your body the dark seed of sleep."
There were a few moments that stood out to me from this collection:From In a country once forested:"Under the pavement the soil/is dreaming of grass."& from How to be a Poet: There are no unsacred places;there are only sacred placesand desecrated places.From the Sabbaths How we understand the intera...
7/2011 I picked this up because I remembered it had an exquisite poem about the death of a well-loved dog, and our neighborhood lost a sweet and irreplaceable canine icon this week. Once I had the book in my hand, I had to read the whole thing over again. Here's the poem I went looking for:Nell's s...
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