what they came together for was to acknowledge, just by coming, their losses and failures and sorrows, their need for comfort, their faith always needing to be greater, their wish (in spite of… Continue reading
when these blows fall into life, life contains them somehow and keeps on going. on grief : wendell berry, jayber crow
the university thought of itself as a place of freedom for thought and study and experimentation, and maybe it was, in a way. but it was an island too, a floating or flying… Continue reading
I belonged, even defiantly, to what I remembered, and not to the place where I was. on presence : wendell berry, jayber crow
In wendell berry’s jayber crow: “Persons attempting to find a ‘text’ in this book will be prosecuted; persons attempting to find a ‘subtext’ in it will be banished; persons attempting to explain, interpret,… Continue reading