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The Peace
Ran into Wendell Berry
in my sleep, we talked all night.
He says it’s peaceful, quiet now
in his “permanent world”
beyond the chaparral of bitterness
that passes for a life. The farmer finds himself
at ease, he lays back in the leaves beside Walt Whitman
with his chest wide open, spitting seeds
and dreams. His head is crowned with nothing
but the whippooring of chickadees
who come to tell him everything he’s missed
since leaving home—how high the dog jumped
when a firework lit up July, the expression
on that astronaut’s face, looking at his child—unlike the angels,
who in their eternal wisdom must have known
this place with its big, booming voice
was never really it.
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Very nice eulogy to Berry. One phrase jarred for me: "the whippooring of chickadees". Loved "the chaparral of bitterness".
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Ha, I loved "the whippooring of chickadees". Lovely piece.
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I have written a poem influenced by Animaniacs, my work is done. (to "whippoor")
Thx for reading, much appreciated <3 love u Wendell RIP
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(Yesterday, 02:44 PM)matsunosuperfan Wrote: The Peace
Ran into Wendell Berry
in my sleep, we talked all night. say something instead of 'talking' here, or use a synonym : too cliche
He says it’s peaceful, quiet you could add quotations here
in his “permanent world” the quotations are very insteresting placed here
beyond the chaparral of bitterness nice word choice with "chaparral"
that passes for a life. The farmer finds himself
at ease, he lays back in the leaves beside Walt Whitman great use of a proper noun
with his chest wide open, spitting seeds what type of seeds?
and dreams. His head is crowned with nothing
but the whippooring of chickadees remove 'but' or use an alternative word choice
who come to tell him everything he’s missed
since leaving home—how high the dog jumped
when a firework lit up July, the expression add more line breaks like this one
on that astronaut’s face, looking at his child—unlike the angels, I like how the punctuation walks back here, it unifies the poem
who in their eternal wisdom must have known
this place with its big, booming voice this reminds me of old folk tales 
was never really it.
I really concise piece, but I would cut down 2-3 lines. A title rework should also be in order; it is way to general. Thank you for sharing!
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(Yesterday, 02:44 PM)matsunosuperfan Wrote: The Peace
Ran into Wendell Berry
in my sleep, we talked all night.
He says it’s peaceful, quiet now
in his “permanent world”
beyond the chaparral of bitterness
that passes for a life. The farmer finds himself
at ease, he lays back in the leaves beside Walt Whitman
with his chest wide open, spitting seeds
and dreams. His head is crowned with nothing
but the whippooring of chickadees
who come to tell him everything he’s missed
since leaving home—how high the dog jumped
when a firework lit up July, the expression
on that astronaut’s face, looking at his child—unlike the angels,
who in their eternal wisdom must have known
this place with its big, booming voice
was never really it.
Chaparral
Whippooring
Excellent stuff!!
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(11 hours ago)busker Wrote: (Yesterday, 02:44 PM)matsunosuperfan Wrote: The Peace
Ran into Wendell Berry
in my sleep, we talked all night.
He says it’s peaceful, quiet now
in his “permanent world”
beyond the chaparral of bitterness
that passes for a life. The farmer finds himself
at ease, he lays back in the leaves beside Walt Whitman
with his chest wide open, spitting seeds
and dreams. His head is crowned with nothing
but the whippooring of chickadees
who come to tell him everything he’s missed
since leaving home—how high the dog jumped
when a firework lit up July, the expression
on that astronaut’s face, looking at his child—unlike the angels,
who in their eternal wisdom must have known
this place with its big, booming voice
was never really it.
Chaparral
Whippooring
Excellent stuff!!
Thx Busker glad you enjoyed  may be benefitting from thinking about Berry's own approach to language as I wrote this. There are worse dudes to copy
(Today, 05:33 AM)Deor Ana Log Wrote: (Yesterday, 02:44 PM)matsunosuperfan Wrote: The Peace
Ran into Wendell Berry
in my sleep, we talked all night. say something instead of 'talking' here, or use a synonym : too cliche
He says it’s peaceful, quiet you could add quotations here
in his “permanent world” the quotations are very insteresting placed here
beyond the chaparral of bitterness nice word choice with "chaparral"
that passes for a life. The farmer finds himself
at ease, he lays back in the leaves beside Walt Whitman great use of a proper noun
with his chest wide open, spitting seeds what type of seeds?
and dreams. His head is crowned with nothing
but the whippooring of chickadees remove 'but' or use an alternative word choice
who come to tell him everything he’s missed
since leaving home—how high the dog jumped
when a firework lit up July, the expression add more line breaks like this one
on that astronaut’s face, looking at his child—unlike the angels, I like how the punctuation walks back here, it unifies the poem
who in their eternal wisdom must have known
this place with its big, booming voice this reminds me of old folk tales 
was never really it.
I really concise piece, but I would cut down 2-3 lines. A title rework should also be in order; it is way to general. Thank you for sharing!
Thanks for your thoughts. Title is a reference to Berry's most famous poem.
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