May 3, 2012
Ho, not Ann Coulter! Wendell Berry has always intrigued me. A man who lives what he believes, close to the earth, on a farm in Kentucky. I’ve read many of his essays— always challenging and astute. This novel is achingly beautiful —I love it. It will be one of a very few books that I plan to re-read someday.
I just came across his poem “The Real Work.” It’s a beautiful way to sum up frustration 🙂