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Poet: Wendell Berry
Poem: A Meeting
Volume: A Part
Poem of the Day:
Dec 2 2007
Comment 3 of 3, added on April 21st, 2012 at 1:08 PM.
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So true! It is pleasure also to aaptrke in the bounty rewarded to the patient and reverent hunter. He, too, experiences that intimate connection with his food, as does the family he provides for. I learned this as a child helping to process the game. It was an honor to grow up this way. It taught me everything I know, love, and respect about nature.
Abed from Bahrain
Comment 2 of 3, added on February 4th, 2009 at 11:01 AM.
well its not that weird because the friend died at a younger age and the other guy died at an older age. the dead don't grow older as they die because time is erelevent so to us he's been eating peaches this whole time but because time is erelevant the friend has no idea how long he has been dead
C.J. from United States
Comment 1 of 3, added on October 9th, 2005 at 3:45 AM.
I am doing this poem for my homework, i do not quite understand it but think that it is rather strange. He is saying that his friend iss dead but he asks him how he is,he says he is eating peaches, wierd eh?
Becky from United Kingdom
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So true! It is pleasure also to aaptrke in the bounty rewarded to the patient and reverent hunter. He, too, experiences that intimate connection with his food, as does the family he provides for. I learned this as a child helping to process the game. It was an honor to grow up this way. It taught me everything I know, love, and respect about nature.
Abed from Bahrain