“I believe in the forest, and in the meadow, and in the night in which the corn grows.”
“Forest deep, silent bellsThere's a secret no one tellsValley quiet, water stillLynburns watching on the hillApples red, corn goldAlmost everyone grows old”
“You've got to continue to grow, or you're just like last night's corn bread-stale and dry.”
“Fear is a strange soil. It grows obedience like corn, which grow in straight lines to make weeding easier. But sometimes it grows the potatoes of defiance, which flourish underground.”
“Would that I could gather your houses into my hand, and like a sower scatter them in forest and meadow.”
“The finest of the glacier meadow gardens lie ...imbedded in the upper pine forests like lakes of light.”