45 years later…
February 2, 1968
In the dark of the moon, in flying snow, in the dead of winter,
war spreading, families dying, the world in danger,
I walk the rocky hillside, sowing clover.
Filed under: Books, Wilderness Heroes | Tags: The Peace of Wild Things, Wendell Berry
Wendell Berry will be in town tonight to speak and do a reading of some of his work. Berry has had prolific career as a “man of letters,” well known for his essays, novels, and poems. Along with being a writer and cultural critic Berry is foremost a farmer from Henry County, Kentucky.
Map of the town of Port William, a fictional town Berry created as the setting for several of his novels.
The Peace of Wild Things
When despair grows in me
and I wake in the middle of 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.