Wendell Berry
Wendell Berry (1934 - still with us), is a Kentucky farmer, an author, a poet, an agrarian, a lover of the land and a favorite living saint of many Jeff Streeters. Living just a few counties over in Henry County, still farming and still writing, St. Wendell has a pen of gold.
Mr. Berry's fiction is pretty exclusively about the people in and around the fictional Port William, KY over the course of the last hundred years or so. His portrayal of rural life in the families of the Catlett's, Jayber Crow, the Rowanberry's, the Proudfoots and others is painfully beautiful.
Mr. Berry's essays are insightful and hard to disagree with (usually) and ought to be Required Readings for all of us. Not to be missed: What are People For? and A Continuous Harmony and, well, pretty much everything he's written, according to some.
And Mr. Berry's poetry include the fantastic Mad Farmer series and are quite a treasure, as well. It is amazing to find someone so adept at writing in so many formats.
For more information on Wendell Berry, click here.
Some quotes:
Every day do something that won't compute. Love the Lord. Love the world. Work for nothing...Love someone who doesn't deserve it...Plant sequoias...Practice resurrection.
The mind that is not baffled is not employed. The impeded stream is the one that sings.
Communists and capitalists alike, "liberal" and "conservative" capitalists alike, have needed to replace religion with some form of determinism, so that they can say to their victims, "I am doing this because I can't do otherwise. It is not my fault. It is inevitable." The wonder is how often organized religion has gone along with this lie.
A corporation, essentially, is a pile of money to which a number of persons have sold their moral allegiance.
There are not enough rich and powerful people to consume the whole world; for that, the rich and powerful need the help of countless ordinary people.
An economy based on waste is inherently and hopelessly violent, and war is its inevitable by-product. We need a peaceable economy.
And on, and on, and on...
Mr. Berry's fiction is pretty exclusively about the people in and around the fictional Port William, KY over the course of the last hundred years or so. His portrayal of rural life in the families of the Catlett's, Jayber Crow, the Rowanberry's, the Proudfoots and others is painfully beautiful.
Mr. Berry's essays are insightful and hard to disagree with (usually) and ought to be Required Readings for all of us. Not to be missed: What are People For? and A Continuous Harmony and, well, pretty much everything he's written, according to some.
And Mr. Berry's poetry include the fantastic Mad Farmer series and are quite a treasure, as well. It is amazing to find someone so adept at writing in so many formats.
For more information on Wendell Berry, click here.
Some quotes:
Every day do something that won't compute. Love the Lord. Love the world. Work for nothing...Love someone who doesn't deserve it...Plant sequoias...Practice resurrection.
The mind that is not baffled is not employed. The impeded stream is the one that sings.
Communists and capitalists alike, "liberal" and "conservative" capitalists alike, have needed to replace religion with some form of determinism, so that they can say to their victims, "I am doing this because I can't do otherwise. It is not my fault. It is inevitable." The wonder is how often organized religion has gone along with this lie.
A corporation, essentially, is a pile of money to which a number of persons have sold their moral allegiance.
There are not enough rich and powerful people to consume the whole world; for that, the rich and powerful need the help of countless ordinary people.
An economy based on waste is inherently and hopelessly violent, and war is its inevitable by-product. We need a peaceable economy.
And on, and on, and on...
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