Good poetry heals

December 5, 2005

Good poetry has healing powers. It will teach you more of the goodness of life than many books. One poem can enlighten you.

If you find such a poem. Don’t forget it. Write it down. Read it again and again. It will heal your soul.

A meeting

In a dream I meet
my dead friend. He has,
I know, gone long and far,
and yet he is the same
for the dead are changeless.
They grow no older.
It is I who have changed,
grown strange to what I was.
Yet I, the changed one,
ask: “How you been?”
He grins and looks at me.
“I been eating peaches
off some mighty fine trees.”

Wendell Berry

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One Response to “Good poetry heals”

  1. Anne Says:

    A poem for you, Dion:

    THe Offering

    These woods
    on the edges of a lake
    are settling now
    to winter darkness.
    Whatever was going to die
    is gone —
    crickets, ferns, swampgrass.
    Bare earth fills long spaces of a field.
    But look:
    a single oak leaf
    brown and shining
    like a leather purse.
    See what it so delicately offers
    lying upturned on the path.
    See how it reflects in its opened palm
    a cup of deep, unending sky.

    — Laura Foley


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