Yesterday, Wendell Berry (Henry County native and general badass) was awarded the Dayton Literary Peace Prize. I can think of no one more deserving of an award so named.
Sharon Rab, founder and co-chair of the foundation that runs the literary prize, praised Berry. “In a career spanning more than half a century, Wendell Berry has used poetry, fiction, and essays to offer a consistent, timely, and timeless reminder that we must live in harmony with the earth in order to live in harmony with each other. His writing has inspired readers to imagine the lives of people and things other than themselves — enemies, neighbors, plants, and animals — in order to advance the survival of humankind and Earth itself.” [MNN]
Today I have a poem from Wendell’s most recent collection, Leavings, which seems to fit his life and work quite well:
Give it Time
The river is of the earth
and it is free. It is rigorously
embanked and bound,
and yet it free. “To hell
with restraint,” it says.
“I have got to be going.”
It will grind out its dams.
It will go over or around them.
They will become pieces.
“Open wide baby bird, mama’s got a big, fat nightcrawler of truth.”
~ Stephen T. Colbert
Harold Meyerson at the Washington Post discusses the terrifying next step after Citizens United and Rupety Murdoch’s life: the Koch Brothers buying the Los Angeles Times.
Boris Kachka of Vulture profiles Claire Messud and her husband, James Wood, and the lives of the writer-book critic duo.
SB Nation profiles former UofL coach and full-time asshole Bobby Petrino, discussing the alternate universe where he and Michael Vick decided to stop f—ing up and change football together.
Wendell Berry, the Kentucky author, conservationist and godfather of the farmer’s market, is the subject of a beautiful piece from Garden & Gun.
In what can only be described as an absurd turn of events, a collection of forged Hitler diaries are now being accepted into the German Federal Archives, 30 years after their discovery.