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The Farmer among the Tombs. by Wendell Berry
I am oppressed by all the room taken up by the dead,
Their headstones standing shoulder to shoulder,
The bones imprisoned under them.
Plow up the graveyards! Haul off the monuments!
Pry open the vaults and the coffins
So the dead may nourish their graves
And go free, their acres traversed all summer
By crop rows and cattle and foraging bees.
FARMStrong continues a short off-season in preparation for the coming school year. I thought some might enjoy the above "farm" poem from the finest Kentucky poet around. Don't delete me from your blog-readers. I'm working on the next season of conversations and very much looking forward to it. If you have any worship oriented conversations you'd be interested in stirring up on this blog, let me know in the comment field to this post.
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