The Mad Farmer's Wife by Rita Sims Quillen download book MOBI, EPUB
9781680030990 English 168003099X The Mad Farmer's Wife is a response to a life lived on a mountain cattle farm in Southwest Virginia and also to a poetic persona created by noted Kentucky poet and essayist Wendell Berry over thirty years ago: the Mad Farmer. In a world increasingly detached from the land that supplies our all our essential resources, The Mad Farmer's Wife tries to help us understand the complexity and challenge of living that life in today's economy and the dark life and death struggles that are a routine part of farm living. Prayer of the Mad Farmer's Wife May the weeds grow into heart-shaped hedges Giving symmetry and order to ragged fields That August sun has turned loose and ugly Let sunburned calves and their tired mothers Find a pool of winter--cool shade Between woods and creek at our world's edge. I am lost on a heat-shimmering quilt Just yards from an open door where My children watch for the relief of nightfall And aimless bees and flies look to me Saying, "You must know something." Let there be silence once again As voices dwindle to snowsoft murmur My life rising anew from behind the mountain.
9781680030990 English 168003099X The Mad Farmer's Wife is a response to a life lived on a mountain cattle farm in Southwest Virginia and also to a poetic persona created by noted Kentucky poet and essayist Wendell Berry over thirty years ago: the Mad Farmer. In a world increasingly detached from the land that supplies our all our essential resources, The Mad Farmer's Wife tries to help us understand the complexity and challenge of living that life in today's economy and the dark life and death struggles that are a routine part of farm living. Prayer of the Mad Farmer's Wife May the weeds grow into heart-shaped hedges Giving symmetry and order to ragged fields That August sun has turned loose and ugly Let sunburned calves and their tired mothers Find a pool of winter--cool shade Between woods and creek at our world's edge. I am lost on a heat-shimmering quilt Just yards from an open door where My children watch for the relief of nightfall And aimless bees and flies look to me Saying, "You must know something." Let there be silence once again As voices dwindle to snowsoft murmur My life rising anew from behind the mountain.