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“…these were Heavenly”
by Wendell Berry
The painter Harlan Hubbard said
that he was painting Heaven when
the places he painted merely were
the Campbell or the Trimble County
banks of the Ohio, or farms
and hills where he had worked or roamed
a house’s gable and roofline
rising from a fold in the hills,
trees bearing snow, two shanty boats
at dawn, immortal light upon
the flowing river in its bends.
And these were Heavenly because
he never saw them clear enough
to satisfy his love, his need
to see them all again, again
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from Wendell Berry. Leavings: Poems
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Long time Wendell Berry fan here.
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That was in reply to Christiane’s post.
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Yes. Great comments by both of ya, ChrisS and Christiane!
And bonus points for the Pink Floyd reference.
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that this human ability to ‘glimpse something bigger and greater’ exists among all human persons is proof that in our DNA there is the reason for that ability – we were made this way
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That song is dour in its outcome but the idea of glimpsing something bigger and greater is what caught me.
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“ And these were Heavenly because
he never saw them clear enough
to satisfy his love, his need
to see them all again, again”
Reminded me of a line from Pink Floyd:
“ When I was a child
I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye
I turned to look but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown
The dream is gone…”
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as autumn
lets loose it changes
I feel each one
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“[Anna and Harlan] lived at the crossroads of a vital paradox;
by having little, they had much;
by living frugally, they lived abundantly;
by living ‘apart from the world’ they lived in the world intimately and truly.”
(this quote is by Wendell Berry, a friend of Harlan Hubbard)
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a journey into the
‘ Wonder ‘
and Harlan’s ‘revelation’, this:
“Go confidently into the direction of your dreams,
live the life you have imagined”
(Thoreau)
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