Words.

• Author: Berry, Wendell
• Position: Poem - Poem

1. What is one to make of a life given to putting things into words, saying them, writing them down? Is there a world beyond words? There is. But don't start, don't go on about the tree unqualified, standing in light that shines to time's end beyond its summoning name. Don't praise the speechless starlight, the unspeakable dawn. Just stop. 2. Well, we can stop, for a while, if we try hard enough, if we are lucky. We can sit still, keep silent, let the phoebe, the sycamore, the river, the stone call themselves by whatever...