After Paradise (After Joel Sheesley’s painting of the same name.) Everything in its place, the carefully ordered refuge from a chaotic world radiates routine. A jail-bar striped comforter locks away passion. Bare floors, stripped and buffed, reflect the veneer of… Continue Reading →
Postscript to Wendell Berry’s Mad Farmer Manifesto Walk a mile in the crazy angry farmer’s overalls and join the ranks of perturbed earth-lovers trying to grow majestic oaks in rank swamp land. Maybe the mad farmer should have gone Luther… Continue Reading →
Gravity and Grace Angels and apples, sinners and seniors, all eventually fall, trapped in the gravity of the world. A Scarlet leaf, short-lived adornment, wafts down, … Continue Reading →
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