July 20, 2011

Be Still in Haste by Wendell Berry

  Railroad, Traveling West, Ontario by wondrouspilgrim
Be Still in Haste
by Wendell Berry

How quietly I
begin again

from this moment
looking at the
clock, I start over

so much time has
passed,  and is equaled
by whatever
split-second is present

from this
moment this moment
is the first.

(More Berry poems here.)

1 comment:

  1. Hello Margaret-

    While wandering around the Internet a couple of weeks ago, I stumbled upon your blog & it opened at this page.
    Thank you so much for posting this poem...It inspired me!

    I've started reading your other posts now. Love the 'Clippings' =)