Yesterday’s post of Charles Wright reading “Jesuit Graves” got me in the mood for listening to other authors reading their works.  I mentioned Wendell Berry, whose essays and poetry I’ve enjoyed immensely over the last five years (and yet I can’t bring myself to read his fiction . . . perhaps my way of saving it for a later time).  Here’s one of his “Mad Farmer” poems.  It rings both cantankerous and true, I think.  You can read it here.  And you can watch and listen to him read the poem, “The Contrariness of the Mad Farmer,” below.

And if you want to read his best (in my opinion) “Mad Farmer” poem, you can check it out here.