From “Talking with Ernest J. Gaines,” Louisiana Literature (1999)
My church is the oak tree. My church is the river. My church is walking right down the cane field road, on the headlands between rows of sugar cane. That’s my church. I can talk to God there as well as I can talk to him in Notre Dame. I think he’s in one of those cane rows as much as he is in Notre Dame. . . (65).
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