Wendell Berry. He is one person who truly makes me proud to be from Kentucky. A husband, father, farmer, literary master--he has inspired me so much.
I am currently reading The Distant Land which is drawn from three collections of stories and includes new work, it extends over nearly a century of Berry's Port William community.
He is simply amazing & if you have time you should read the poems I posted below--they are definitely something to chew on.
Happy Chewsday y'all!
The Peace of Wild Things
When despair grows in me
and I wake in the middle of the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief.
I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting for their light. For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
The Hidden Singer
The gods are less for their love of praise.Above and below them all is a spirit that needs nothing but its own wholeness,its health and ours. It has made all things by dividing itself. It will be whole again. To its joy we come together -- the seer and the seen, the eater and the eaten, the lover and the loved. In our joining it knows itself. It is with us then, not as the gods whose names crest in unearthly fire, but as a little bird hidden in the leaves who sings quietly and waits, and sings.