Pysanky tribute

Well now I’ve done it. I’ve gone and made an egg featuring a portion of the lovely Wendell Berry poem, The Wild Geese. A little birthday tribute to Mr. Berry from me. Maybe the farmer in him would be pleased that it’s written on an egg, and that I am preserving the folk art of my ancestors.

When I am feeling hot, tired and ornery, which is often theses days, I will turn to the words of this wise, gentle writer.

There is a prayer-like quality to this poem that soothes me.

Geese appear high over us,
pass, and the sky closes. Abandon,
as in love or sleep, holds
them to their way, clear,
in the ancient faith: what we need
is here. And we pray, not
for new earth or heaven, but to be
quiet in heart, and in eye
clear. What we need is here.

The next time I am dizzy and dripping sweat onto fire ants attacking my ankles, I hope I remember, “What we need is here.”


3 Responses to “Pysanky tribute”

  1. Jeff L Says:

    I’ll have mine scrambled, please…

  2. Jeff L Says:

    Sure…cheese is OK…

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