for new earth or heaven, but to be
quiet in heart, and in eye
clear. What we need is here.
Oct 31, 2021-- "It is hard to have hope. It is harder as you grow old,
for hope must not depend on feeling good
and there is the dream of loneliness at absolute midnight.
You also have withdrawn belief in the present reality
of the future, which surely will surprise us,
and hope is harder when it cannot come by prediction
any more than by wishing. But stop dithering.
The young ask the old to hope. What will you tell them?
Tell them at least what you say to yourself."
Wendell Berry explores what it means to belong to a place in this powerful poem. (9100 reads)
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Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.
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