Wealtli,” he argues that in order for landrnto be propedy cared for, it must be privatelyrnheld in small parcels; the peoplernwho are then dependent on that landrnwill do the best job of caring for it. Werncannot, Berry says, “get good care in thernuse of the land by demanding it fromrnpublic officials.” Four hundred and fortyrnthousand private landowners in Kentuckvrnwould be “fierce” in their oppositionrnto the restriction of their propertyrnrights, and Wendell Berry would be withrnthem in their opposition. He urges inrnplace of the environmentalist vision thernJcffersonian one: a land dotted withrnsmall landholders who know their land,rndepend upon it for their livelihood, andrnhave great affection toward it. This isrnhow the land ought to be protected andrnused.rnhi “Health is Membership,” Berryrnquotes Sir Albert Howard and arguesrnthat “the wliole problem of health in soil,rnplant, animal, and man [is] one greatrnsubject.” Typically, Berrv takes the broadrnview: “I beliec that the community—inrnthe fullest sense: a place and all its creaturesrn—is the smallest unit of health andrnthat to speak of the health of an isolatedrnindiidual is a contradiction,” Toward arnmore proper understanding of health, wernmust distance ourselves from the modernrnidea of the body as a machine andrnthe mind as a computer. Hospitals exemplifyrnthis modern attitude towardrnhealth by their constant noise, poor food,rnand detached staff, as Berry suggests inrnhis account of the events surrounding hisrnbrother’s recent heart attack. ThoughrnBerrv acknowledges that the hospitalrnsaved his brother’s life, he recounts an incidentrnthat gives a disturbing insight intornthe state of modern medicine:rnWhen John was in intensive carernafter his surgery, his wife, Carol,rnwas standing by his bed, grie’ingrnand afraid. Wanting to reassurernher, the nurse said, “Nothing isrnhappening to him that doesn’trnhappen to everybody.”rnAnd Carol replied, “I’m notrneverybody’s wife.”rnAs Berrv realizes, without a full appreciationrnof death and love, we can never haverna proper understanding of true health.rnN. Alan Cornett lives in Lexington,rnKentucky, and is preparing arnbibliography of M.E. Bradford’srnwritings.rnBrief MentionsrnAs I Walked Out One Evening.rnBy W.H. Auden. Edited by EdwardrnMendelson (New York: Vintage),rn220 pp., $12.00rnW.H. Auden is famous for poems aboutrntotalitarian evil, but he also wroternfrivolous verse when in the mood. In assemblingrnAs / Walked Out One Evening,rnEdward Mendelson, the executor of Auden’srnestate, sifted through the vast corpusrnof his work, picking out “lullabies,rnlimericks, and other light verse” (tornquote from the front cover). Audenrnhoned his craft with dirges such asrn”Spain 1937″ and “September 1, 1939,”rnbut the poems collected here employrnshort, epigrammatic couplets and acerbicrnbits of dialogue. Declaring early inrnthe volume that “I hate … all authority,”rnAuden ridicules its manifestations inrnmodern life: big business, public education,rnthe military state. Auden’s Marxistrnleanings are evident throughout. In arntypical entry, “‘Gold in the North’ Camernthe Blizzard to Say,” he traces the careersrnof five young men during the Depression.rnTypical is the fate of a neophyternstockbroker, who says: “In the streets ofrnNew York I was young and swell, /1 rodernthe market, the market fell, / One morningrnI woke and found myself in hell.”rnOther entries, such as “Refugee Blues”rnand “James Honeyman,” deal with thernplight of people who are of no use to thernstate bureaucracy (“If you’ve got no passportrnyou’re officially dead,” a refugee isrntold). These poems are clever, but therncenterpiece of the volume is the “Letterrnto Lord Byron,” a 40-page discourse onrnpolities, sex, Auden’s life, and other assortedrntopics. Auden expounds upon arnfew of the developments in art and societyrnthat followed the Romantic age,rnpraising the advent of modernism andrncondemning corporate rapacity. Althoughrnthe poem is politicized—at onernpoint Auden quips, “Today, thank God,rnwe’ve got no snobbish feeling / Againstrnthe more efficient modes of stealing”—rnhe also presents real insights, as in thisrndescription of the effects of televisionrnand advertising on the public mentality:rn”We’re growing up and up indeed. / Advertisementsrncan teach us all we need; /rnAnd death is better, as the millionsrnknow, / Than dandruff, night-starvation,rnor B.O.” (If ou compare Auden to thernpolitical poets of today—June Jordanrnand Adrienne Rich—his brash Marxismrnstarts to look appealing.) He discussesrnthe emergence of the novel as a form ofrnpopular culture and the sudden popularityrnof innovators like Louis MacNeicernand Wyndham Lewis, the “sobering fewrn/ . . . trying hard to think of somethingrnnew.” This volume may jolt readers familiarrnvyith the serious Auden, but it is anrnentertaining romp.rn—Michael Washburnrn# f i ^ ^rnI’erhaps a better que!>tioii i>>:rnD o YOU HAVErnA CURRENT WILL?rnIf not, the laws of your paiticular state will determine what isrnto be done with your estate upon your death. In addition, unlessrnthere is proper planning, federal estate taxes can claim uprnlo 55% of your property. If you would like to discuss elements olrn> our estate planning, please write or call:rn(815) 964-5811rn..’^rn. Bitrn•’5rnFEBRUARY 1996/37rnrnrn