Wendell Berry

So much to do this week. My wall is full of it. I feel myself being pulled in many directions, and I wanted to shrink back from everything. Day by day, I said, I'll take it day by day. The

Sundays are for thinking, getting a massage, listening to music, doing a little shimmy, and writing poems. How To Be a Poet Wendell Berry      (to remind myself) i Make a place to sit down. Sit down. Be quiet. You must depend upon affection, reading, knowledge, skill—more of each than you

Stay home, T. Stay home. What We Need is Here Wendell Berry Geese appear high over us, pass, and the sky closes. Abandon, as in love or sleep, holds them to their way, clear in the ancient faith: what we need is here. And we pray, not for new