Water (Wendell Berry Poem)
I was born in a drouth year. That summer my mother waited in the house, enclosed in the sun and ...
I was born in a drouth year. That summer my mother waited in the house, enclosed in the sun and ...
1. Dear relatives and friends, when my last breath Grows large and free in air, don't call it death -- ...
I. I dream of you walking at night along the streams of the country of my birth, warm blooms and ...
Love the quick profit, the annual raise, vacation with pay. Want more of everything ready-made. Be afraid to know your ...
I He wakes in darkness. All around are sounds of stones shifting, locks unlocking. As if some one had lifted ...
It may be that when we no longer know what to do we have come our real work, and that ...
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