Poetry Friday: Wendell Berry

Wendell Berry.
Do I need to say anything else to make you click through?
I doubt it.

But just in case I do, here are the final lines of the poem "VII":

...And you, who are as old
almost as I am, I love as I loved you
young, except that, old, I am astonished
at such a possibility, and am duly grateful.

Go now. It's at The Writer's Almanac today.

You'll be duly grateful.

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The Rogue Anthropologist has the round up today.