Posts tagged: poetry
True Running Is.
muse and music,
drug and dealer,
life and liver,
ocean, river.
wound and healer,
peace and keeper,
joy and rage,
shaman, sage.
Seems like something you’d whisper/sing to a child (or yourself!) at bedtime.
I like it.
This is a little mashup I made of a poem by Wendell Berry, being read by the author. The text is below.
“How to Be a Poet” by Wendell Berry
(to remind myself)
i
Make a place to sit down.
Sit down. Be quiet.
You must depend upon
affection, reading, knowledge,
skill—more of each
than you have—inspiration,
work, growing older, patience,
for patience joins time
to eternity. Any readers
who like your poems,
doubt their judgment.
ii
Breathe with unconditional breath
the unconditioned air.
Shun electric wire.
Communicate slowly. Live
a three-dimensioned life;
stay away from screens.
Stay away from anything
that obscures the place it is in.
There are no unsacred places;
there are only sacred places
and desecrated places.
iii
Accept what comes from silence.
Make the best you can of it.
Of the little words that come
out of the silence, like prayers
prayed back to the one who prays,
make a poem that does not disturb
the silence from which it came.
Features portions of the song “Sinking Friendships” by Jonsi. Original spoken word audio available here. Found via third nature, a really great blog by Dalton Rooney.
Manifesto: A Mad Farmer’s Liberation Front — by Wendell Barry
I just discovered this poem for the first time in a completely random way — (fate-like perhaps?) — and I almost started shouting half way through reading it. Simply amazing. (Be sure to click through and read the whole thing; the snippet above is just the last stanza.)
I will now go find every piece of Wendell Barry anything I can find and read nothing but him for the next month or two. :)