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[waywardsmile]

Let me be plain with you, dear reader.

I am an old-fashioned man. I like

the world of nature despite its mortal

dangers. I like the domestic world

of humans, so long as it pays its debts

to the natural world, and keeps its bounds.

I like the promise of Heaven. My purpose

is a language that can repay just thanks

and honor for those gifts, a

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[paramatma]

Not truly a response to yours, something I wrote a bit back that rings a bit the same:

Farmer's Lament

A mountain peak so strong,
tall trees stand atop and by
and all yearn from within the throng
to grab a'hold that limitless sky.

Yet I with eyes for earth
and not for heaven aloof,
keep heed towards every birth
not contemplation of this world's roof.

Backs bent to face the soil
and give each seed its living wish,
hewn hands of this-worldy toil
accepting of any sprouting gifts.

My power is for here alone
to coax creation to sustain another year,
protect all our still living bone
and guide that which we will rear.

how are you?

[waywardsmile]

the poem i posted was written not by myself but by Wendell Berry, though I strongly echo its sentiments. I enjoyed the poem you posted; the wording is tight but it has a relaxed feel, and the topic is one that resonates within myself as well.

i'm doing great. however, i'm not sure we've met, unless i'm mistaken(if so, apologies). it seems we both know Laura and Matthew though, and if your poem is any indication we'd likely get along, so perhaps we are now friends.

who/how are you?

-anthony

ps. your profile in the photo is eerily similar to mine.

[paramatma]

My name is Joshua, and I don't think we have met. I ran into you through Matthew's journal, and felt similarly, and figured I should write to you.

I am doing good, my brother's son was born yesterday which is the big news, and I think tomorrow I am going to go and try and get my old greenhouse job back. From what I read I think we could get along pretty good as well.