Poetry

Hate has no world

Hate has no world.
The people of hate must try
to possess the world of love,
for it is the only world;
it is Heaven and Earth.
But as lonely, eager hate
possesses it, it disappears;
it never did exist,
and hate must seek another
world that love has made.

From Wendell Berry, A Timbered Choir: The Sabbath Poems 1979-1997

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