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May 12, 2014 · I can sit. on the top of a dune as motionless as an uprise of weeds, until the foxes run by unconcerned. I can hear the almost. unhearable sound of the roses singing. If you have ever gone to the woods with me, I must love. you very much.”. ― Mary Oliver, Swan: Poems and Prose Poems.
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Feb 24, 2021 · A Mary Oliver Poem for anyone who’s Learning to Trust their Wings. A Mary Oliver Poem to Comfort our Weary Hearts at this Year’s End. “Tell me about Despair, yours & I will tell you Mine”—Rare Live Reading by Mary Oliver.
Below, we select and introduce ten of Mary Oliver’s best poems, and offer some reasons why she continues to speak to us about nature and about ourselves. You can buy much of her best work in the magnificent volume of her selected poems, Devotions. 1. ‘ The Swan ’.
Sep 6, 2015 · Mary Oliver: "I Have Decided". I have decided to find myself a home in the mountains, somewhere high up where one learns to live peacefully in the cold and the silence. It’s said that in such a place certain revelations may be discovered.
Mar 28, 2014 · to do three things: to love what is mortal; to hold it. against your bones knowing. your own life depends on it; and, when the time comes to let it go, to let it go. “In Blackwater Woods” by Mary Oliver, from American Primitive. © Back Bay Books, 1983.
Sep 12, 2005 · In Blackwater Woods Mary Oliver. Look, the trees are turning their own bodies into pillars. of light, are giving off the rich fragrance of cinnamon and fulfillment, the long tapers of cattails are bursting and floating away over the blue shoulders. of the ponds, and every pond, no matter what its name is, is. nameless now. Every year everything ...
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In Blackwater Woods is a free verse poem written by Mary Oliver (1935–2019). The poem was first published in 1983 in her collection American Primitive, which won the 1984 Pulitzer Prize. [1] The poem, like much of Oliver's work, uses imagery of nature to make a statement about human experience. [2]
