The title of Wendell Berry’s new collection of stories, A Place in Time,⁠[1] belongs to a class of phrases that could describe virtually any piece of literature. Like Czeslaw Milosz’s statement “I am here” or like Proust’s À la Recherche du Temps Perdu, nearly any book can say, I am here remembering a place in […]

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