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Mary Oliver

Sometimes 1. Something came upout of the dark.It wasn’t anything I had ever seen before.It wasn’t an animalor a flower,unless it was both. Something came up out of the water,a head the size of a catbut muddy and without ears.I don’t know what God is.I don’t know what death is. But I believe they have… Continue reading Mary Oliver

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Mary Oliver

7. Death waits for me, I know it, aroundone corner or another.This doesn’t amuse me.Neither does it frighten me. After the rain, I went back into the field of sunflowers.It was cool, and I was anything but drowsy.I walked slowly, and listened to the crazy roots, in the drenched earth, laughing and growing. —Mary Oliver,… Continue reading Mary Oliver

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Mary Oliver

Peonies This morning the green fists of the peonies are getting ready   to break my heart      as the sun rises,         as the sun strokes them with his old, buttery fingers and they open —   pools of lace,      white and pink —         and all day the black ants climb over them, boring their deep and mysterious… Continue reading Mary Oliver

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Mary Oliver

Tell me, what else should I have done?Doesn’t everything die at last, and too soon?Tell me, what is it you plan to dowith your one wild and precious life? — Mary Oliver, from “The Summer Day,” House of Light. (Beacon Press; Later Printing edition April 8, 1992)

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Mary Oliver

Peonies This morning the green fists of the peonies are getting ready   to break my heart      as the sun rises,         as the sun strokes them with his old, buttery fingers and they open —   pools of lace,      white and pink —         and all day the black ants climb over them, boring their deep and mysterious… Continue reading Mary Oliver

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Mary Oliver

I have my ways of praying,as you no doubt have yours.Besides, when I am aloneI can become invisible.I can sit on the top of a duneas motionless as an uprise of weeds,until the foxes run by unconcerned.I can hear the almost unhearable sound of the roses singing. — Mary Oliver, from “How I Go to… Continue reading Mary Oliver

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A Note Left on the Door There are these: the blueskirts of the ocean walking in now, almostto the edge of town, and a thousand birds, in their incredible wingswhich they think nothing of, crying out that the day is long, the fish are plentiful. And friends, being as kind as friends can be,striving to… Continue reading Mary Oliver

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I have refused to livelocked in the orderly house ofreasons and proofs;The world I live in and believe inis wider than that. And anyway.What’s wrong with Maybe? You wouldn’t believe what once ortwice I have seen. I’ll justtell you this:only if there are angels in your head will youever, possibly, see one. — Mary Oliver,… Continue reading Mary Oliver

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