Susan's Poetry: Prompts for April 2024 from thotpurge

https://thotpurge.wordpress.com/2024/03/25/prompts-for-april/

THE PEACE of WILD THINGS

by Wendell Berry

When despair grows in me
and I wake in the middle of 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 beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting for their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

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25 March 2024

Prompts for April 2024 from thotpurge

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Poetry of a changing Earth. The grief is real–so is the hope.

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