Another Favorite Poet: Wendell Berry

To live, we must daily break the body and shed the blood of creation. When we do it knowingly, lovingly, skillfully, reverently, it is a sacrament. When we do it ignorantly, greedily, destructively, it is a desecration.

– Wendell Berry, The Gift of Good Land

Workers at Chrissy Field in hazmat suits cleaning up after the oil spill in the SF Bay after the Cosco Busan had hit the Golden Gate Bridge. Certainly, it wasn’t willful, but it was negligent and mindless. Let us treat nature mindfully with loving care.
*by the way, if you look closely, you can see the faint outline of the Golden Gate Bridge, hidden by the fog.


3 Comments on “Another Favorite Poet: Wendell Berry

  1. I can just see that hidden tower of the bridge!! Almost a science fiction scene of man dealing with everyday pollution in a polluted atmosphere!!

    • I would agree if it were from my earlier days of life in Los Angeles, but the fog in San Francisco is pretty clean. We have a unique weather condition in the summer that creates cold fog when it is hot inland.

      When I drive “home” to L.A. I meet hot smoggy days, and I look forward to the cooler fog awaiting me when I drive back to me present home.

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