I could post a poem a day for a month by Wendell Berry and each day feel like I'd shared something worth sharing. Here's a short one.
Dust
The dust motes floatand swerve in the sunbeam,
as lively as worlds,
and I remember my brother
saying, when we were boys,
"We may be living on an atom
in somebody's wallpaper."
1 comment:
Yes, to monthly Wendell Berry posts! And what a lovely, lively choice, this one! Thanks for sharing.
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