Prairie
byPrairie that place silent as a whisper where wind fingers through wheat and ripples over the rough bark of cottonwood trees. Do not drill,…
Prairie that place silent as a whisper where wind fingers through wheat and ripples over the rough bark of cottonwood trees. Do not drill,…
April is National Poetry Month and above is a clip of Wendell Berry reading his poem “The Contrariness of the Mad Farmer.” The clip is from…