Here across the Atlantic the shouting is indeed overwhelming, and I need to walk in Tern's footsteps to keep from hiding under my bed or simply going mad. But I have a Red Mare of my own, Wendell Berry's poem tacked to my frig, and his books by my bedside, among other places. I hope the good side of humanity will survive.
I am happy for Tern that she was given the space to come into her own. What a gift you've given her.
The Peace of Wild Things is like a prayer from the Episcopal Book of Common Prayer to me. I recite it as such, especially in times like these.
One of the very BEST poems! And a lovely Tern story too. ❤️
Thank you!
A simple and deeply felt thank you
Have you heard one of his other lines. It escapes me now where I’ve seen it.
Be joyful
Even though you know the facts
I love that!☺️
Here across the Atlantic the shouting is indeed overwhelming, and I need to walk in Tern's footsteps to keep from hiding under my bed or simply going mad. But I have a Red Mare of my own, Wendell Berry's poem tacked to my frig, and his books by my bedside, among other places. I hope the good side of humanity will survive.
Thank you for sharing this. It’s perfect.