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The face of the moose is as sad as the face of Jesus.

Mary Oliver

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Mary Oliver
Age: 83 †
Born: 1935
Born: September 10
Died: 2019
Died: January 17
Climate Activist
Novelist
Poet
Writer
Maple Heights
Ohio
Mary Jane Oliver
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Jesus
Moose

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After a cruel childhood, one must reinvent oneself. Then reimagine the world.
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When will you have a little pity for every soft thing that walks through the world, yourself included.
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Like Magellan, let us find our islands To die in, far from home, from anywhere Familiar. Let us risk the wildest places, Lest we go down in comfort, and despair.
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We shake with joy, we shake with grief. What a time they have, these two housed as they are in the same body.
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I don't know lots of things but I know this: next year when spring flows over the starting point I'll think I'm going to drown in the shimmering miles of it.
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Instructions for living a life. Pay attention. Be astonished. Tell about it.
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Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?
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... the natural world is the old river that runs through everything, and I think poets will forever fish along its shores.
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Wherever I am, the world comes after me. It offers me its busyness. It does not believe that I do not want it. Now I understand why the old poets of China went so far and high into the mountains, then crept into the pale mist.
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And I say to my heart: rave on.
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Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift.
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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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You want to cry aloud for your mistakes. But to tell the truth the world doesn't need any more of that sound.
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