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Remembering


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Here’s a little poem Wendell Berry poem from the front of Remembering, which I think is excellent: Heavenly Muse, Spirit who brooded on The world and raised it shapely out of nothing, Touch my lips with fire and burn away All dross of speech, so that I keep in mind The truth and end to

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Some people have Netflix, I have old novels


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Some people spend Saturday night with TV series on Netflix, I spend them with Wendell Berry novels about a community called Port William. I recently finished Andy Catlett – Early Travels, and now I am reading The Memory of Old Jack. There are some really beautiful portions in this book on the relationships between men,

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On regret


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Not altogether unrelated to yesterday’s post, I have been reading through The Broken Way by Ann Voskamp (author of One Thousand Gifts), and I appreciated what she had to say about regrets (if there was a rewind button for life, I’d have worn it right out): … That may be the saddest string of words

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