To enrich the earth I have sowed clover and grass to grow and die. I have plowed in the seeds of winter grains and various legumes, their growth to be plowed in to enrich the earth.... I have stirred into the ground the offal and the decay of the growth of past seasons and so mended the earth and made its yield increase. All this serves the dark. Against the shadow of veiled possibility my workdays stand in a most asking light. I am slowly falling into the fund of things. And yet to serve the earth, not knowing what I serve, gives a wideness and a delight to the air, and my days do not wholly pass. It is the mind's service, for when the will fails so do the hands and one lives at the expense of life. After death, willing or not, the body serves, entering the earth. And so what was heaviest and most mute is at last raised up into song.
—Wendell Berry (Collected Poems 1957 - 1982)

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Commentaire de Ignace ROSALES le 25 août 2013 à 13:42

merci  Marise pour ton commentaire,grace à toi je me suis intéressé d'un peu plus pres à Wendell bery et de fil en aiguille au" no till" et à fukuoka

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