The Peace of Wild Things (Wendell Berry)

The Peace of Wild Things by Wendell Berry

Wood drake (illustrated by Corrie Haffly)

The Peace of Wild Things

When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
Wendell Berry, “The Peace of Wild Things” from The Selected Poems of Wendell Berry. Copyright © 1998.


I have had an Emperors-New-Clothes fear of poetry for a long, long time: afraid I was the only one not understanding what the poet was trying to say. But more and more, I am encouraged to dip my toes into the waters of poetry and adventure in that world a while. It’s time.

I’m dedicating this November to exploring poetry: a poem a day, each day. I’m choosing ones that resonated with me in some way: that made me smile, think, or feel. And I’d love to invite you to join me to walk into this world of worded beauty.

Here’s something extra special, my wonderful friend Corrie (who illustrated each of the posts for the Courageous One series), was looking for a theme to do a November-drawing-month herself. I asked if she’d like to illustrate each day’s poem. She said Yes. I did a jig. She did a jig. We are excited.

So, for November: each day a poem, and a drawing.

I hope you enjoy this adventure. I cannot even begin to tell you how excited I am 🙂