Eating is an agricultural act.
Eating is an agricultural act.
Wendell-Berry
It may be that when we no longer know what to do we have come to our real work...The impeded stream is the one that sings.
It may be that when we no longer know what to do we have come to our real work, and that when we no longer know which way to go we have come to our real journey. The mind that is not baffled is not …
Love the quick profit, the annual raise, vacation with pay. Want more of everything ready-made. Be afraid to know your neighbors and to die.
Love the quick profit, the annual raise, vacation with pay. Want more of everything ready-made. Be afraid to know your neighbors and to die.
Profile: Wendell Berry
Wendell Berry (1934-2026) was an American novelist, poet, essayist, environmental activist and farmer whose agrarian philosophy of “the care of the earth” placed sustained attention to …
The care of the earth is our most ancient and most worthy, and after all our most pleasing responsibility.
The care of the earth is our most ancient and most worthy, and after all our most pleasing responsibility.
The earth is what we all have in common.
The earth is what we all have in common.
There are, it seems, two muses: the Muse of Inspiration...and the Muse of Realization, who returns again and again to say, 'It is yet more difficult than you thought.'
There are, it seems, two muses: the Muse of Inspiration, who gives us inarticulate visions and desires, and the Muse of Realization, who returns again and again to say, “It is yet more …
We are living in the most destructive and, hence, the most stupid period of the history of our species.
We are living in the most destructive and, hence, the most stupid period of the history of our species.
Wendell Berry – Poet, Activist, Humanist, Mad Farmer
On 31 August this year, the official spokesperson for the Mad Farmer Liberation Front, signed off for the last time. I am sure that, like me, many in the deep ecology community around the world – who …
What I stand for is what I stand on.
What I stand for is what I stand on.
When despair for the world grows in me...I come into the peace of wild things.
When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be, I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his …