11 February 2009

to know the dark

a swirl of trees and evening

i was introduced to a lovely poem today by wendell berry. has some of gerard manley's magic to it. (that lovely moment when he says "with ah! bright wings" in God's grandeur)

i have always felt that i was supposed to love light and hate darkness. and that any inclination in me towards darkness was wrong. but there's something about evening that is lovely to me in a way that morning is not. something magical about an ending that is not yet the end. and this poem words a bit of that loveliness that lies even in darkness.

to know the dark
by wendell berry

to go in the dark with a light is to know the light.
to know the dark, go dark. go without sight,
and find that the dark, too, blooms and sings,
and is traveled by dark feet and dark wings.


  1. haven't made it to "Dialog in the Dark" yet, have you?

  2. i haven't yet. but i want to. i might go on monday.