Timbered Choir The Sabbath Poems, 1979-1997

ISBN-10: 1582430063

ISBN-13: 9781582430065

Edition: N/A

Authors: Wendell Berry

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List price: $15.95
Publisher: Counterpoint Press
Publication date: 3/19/1999
Binding: Paperback
Pages: 240
Size: 5.00" wide x 8.25" long x 0.75" tall
Weight: 0.770
Language: English

Wendell Berry The prolific poet, novelist, and essayist Wendell Berry is a fifth-generation native of north central Kentucky. Berry taught at Stanford University; traveled to Italy and France on a Guggenheim Fellowship; and taught at New York University and the University of Kentucky, Lexington, before moving to Henry County. Berry owns and operates Lanes Landing Farm, a small, hilly piece of property on the Kentucky River. He embraced full-time farming as a career, using horses and organic methods to tend the land. Harmony with nature in general, and the farming tradition in particular, is a central theme of Berry's diverse work. As a poet, Berry gained popularity within the literary community. Collected Poems, 1957-1982, was particularly well-received. Novels and short stories set in Port William, a fictional town paralleling his real-life home town of Port Royal further established his literary reputation. The Memory of Old Jack, Berry's third novel, received Chicago's Friends of American Writers Award for 1975. Berry reached his broadest audience and attained his greatest popular acclaim through his essays. The Unsettling of America: Culture and Agriculture is a springboard for contemporary environmental concerns. In his life as well as his art, Berry has advocated a responsible, contextual relationship with individuals in a local, agrarian economy.

I go among trees and sit still
Another Sunday morning comes
To sit and look at light-filled leaves
The bell calls in the town
How many have relinquished
What stood will stand, though all be fallen
What if, in the high, restful sanctuary
I go from the woods into the cleared field
Enclosing the field within bounds
Whatever is foreseen in joy
To long for what can be fulfilled in time
To long for what eternity fulfills
What hard travail God does in death
The eager dog lies strange and still
Great deathly powers have passed
The frog with lichened back and golden thigh
Six days of work are spent
The intellect so ravenous to know
Here where the world is being made
Dream ended, I went out, awake
Here where the dark-sourced stream brims up
The pasture, bleached and cold two weeks ago
Thrush song, stream song, holy love
A child unborn, the coming year
We have walked so many times, my boy
The clearing rests in song and shade
Our household for the time made right
Hail to the forest born again
The dark around us, come
In a crease of the hill
The year relents, and free
Now though the season warms
Who makes a clearing makes a work of art
Over the river in loud flood
A tired man leaves his labor, felt
The crop must drink; we move the pipe
The summer ends, and it is time
Estranged by distance, he relearns
Not again in this flesh will I see
A gracious Sabbath stood here while they stood
Awaked from the persistent dream
The fume and shock and uproar
How long does it take to make the woods
Life forgives its depredations
The winter wren is back, quick
Slowly, slowly, they return
Coming to the woods' edge
I climb up through the thicket
And now the lowland grove is down, the trees
May what I've written here
And now the remnant groves grow bright with praise
Remembering that it happened once
Now I have reached the age
It is the destruction of the world
Another year has returned us
The world of machines is running
Always in the distance
In early morning we awaken from
The old oak wears new leaves
Now Loyce Flood is dead
He thought to keep himself from Hell
One morning out of time
Here by the road where people are carried, with
The sky bright after summer-ending rain
One day I walked imagining
The two, man and boy, wait
To give mind to machines, they are calling it
After the slavery of the body, dumbfoundment
I walk in openings
The body in the invisible
Cut off in front of the line
The year begins with war
The ewes crowd to the mangers
Now with its thunder spring
The team rests in shade at the edge
The seed is in the ground
Seventeen more years, and they are here [The Locusts]
Where the great trees were felled
What do the tall trees say
Go by the narrow road [The Farm]
Loving you has taught me the infinite
The winter world of loss
Lift up the dead leaves
Again we come
I went away only
I too am not at home
My sore ran in the night
Those who give their thought
I have again come home
We have kept to the way we chose [Thirty-five Years]
No, no, there is no going back
When my father was an old man
Now, surely, I am getting old
Hate has no world
We went in darkness where [Remembering Evia]
I leave the warmth of the stove
Finally will it not be enough
I think of Gloucester, blind, led through the world
They sit together on the porch, the dark
Raking hay on a rough slope
A man is lying on a bed
I would not have been a poet
And now this leaf lies brightly on the ground
A man with some authentic worries
The best reward in going to the woods
Worn to brightness, this [A Brass Bowl]
We live by mercy if we live [Amish Economy]
Now you know the worst
He had a tall cedar he wanted to cut for posts [The Old Man Climbs a Tree]
Now you have slipped away
On summer evenings we sat in the yard
It is almost spring again
A long time ago, returning
Some Sunday afternoon, it may be
A bird the size
In spring we planted seed
Our Christmas tree is
Best of any song
Even while I dreamed I prayed that what I saw was only fear and no foretelling
I was wakened from my dream of the ruined world by the sound
"You see," my mother said, and laughed
The lovers know the loveliness
Now, as a man learning
There is a day
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