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Writers sometimes give up what is most strange and wonderful about their writing - soften their roughest edges - to accommodate themselves toward a group response.
Mary Oliver
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Mary Oliver
Age: 83 †
Born: 1935
Born: September 10
Died: 2019
Died: January 17
Climate Activist
Novelist
Poet
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Maple Heights
Ohio
Mary Jane Oliver
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All my life I have been restless-- I have felt there is something more wonderful than gloss-- than wholeness-- than staying at home.
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Poetry is a life-cherishing force.
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I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable and beautiful and afraid of nothing as though I had wings.
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Poetry isn't a profession, it's a way of life. It's an empty basket you put your life into it and make something out of that.
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Always there is something worth saying about glory, about gratitude.
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Oh, to love what is lovely, and will not last! What a task to ask of anything, or anyone, yet it is ours, and not by the century or the year, but by the hours.
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I believe in kindness. Also in mischief. Also in singing, especially when singing is not necessarily prescribed.
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You never know / What opportunity / Is going to travel to you, / Or through you.
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If you have ever gone into the woods with me, I must love you very much.
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...there was a new voice which you slowly recognized as your own, that kept you company as you strode deeper and deeper into the world, determined to do the only thing you could do -- determined to save the only life you could save.
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Do you cherish your humble and silky life?
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You can have the other words-chance, luck, coincidence, serendipity. I'll take grace. I don't know what it is exactly, but I'll take it.
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On poetry: Everyone wants to know what it means. But nobody is asking, How does it feel?
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Ordinarily, I go to the woods alone, with not a single friend, for they are all smilers and talkers and therefore unsuitable. I don't really want to be witnessed talking to the catbirds or hugging the old black oak tree. I have my way of praying, as you no doubt have yours. Besides, when I am alone I can become invisible.
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Keep some room in your heart for the unimaginable.
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Walks work for me. I enter some arena that is neither conscious or unconscious.
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We can know a lot. And still, no doubt, there are rash and wonderful ideas brewing somewhere there are many surprises yet to come.
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He is exactly the poem I wanted to write.
Mary Oliver
You may not agree, you may not care, but if you are holding this book you should know that of all the sights I love in this world — and there are plenty — very near the top of the list is this one: dogs without leashes.
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We do not love anything more deeply than we love a story.
Mary Oliver
