marriage [berry].

How hard is it for me, who livein the excitement of women, and have the desire for them in my mouth like salt. Yet you have taken me and quieted me. You hvae been such light to me that other women have been your shadows. You came near me with the wildness of sleep, And yet I am not quiet. It is to be broken. It is to be torn open. It is not to be reached and come to rest in ever. I turn against you, I break from you, I turn to you. We hurt and are hurt, And have eachother for healing. It is healing. It is never whole.

-Wendell Berry.

Posted on November 13, 2010 and filed under from friends-.