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So every day So every day I was surrounded by the beautiful crying forth of the ideas of God, one of which was you.

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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Also I wanted to be able to love And we all know how that one goes, don't we? Slowly
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...Sometimes I dream that everything in the world is here, in my room, in a great closet, named and orderly, and I am here too, in front of it, hardly able to see for the flash and the brightness- and sometimes I am that madcap person clapping my hands and singing and sometimes I am that quiet person down on my knees.
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What can we do but keep on breathing in and out, modest and willing, and in our places?
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... Let us risk the wildest places, Lest we go down in comfort, and despair.
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Do you cherish your humble and silky life?
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Almost anything is too much. I am trying in my poems to have the reader be the experiencer. I do not want to be there. It is not even a walk we take together.
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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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There is a notion that creative people are absent-minded, reckless, heedless of social customs and obligations. It is, hopefully, true for they are in another world altogether.
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It is better for the heart to break, than not to break.
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Keep some room in your heart for the unimaginable.
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Love, love, love, says Percy. And hurry as fast as you can along the shining beach, or the rubble, or the dust. Then, go to sleep. Give up your body heat, your beating heart. Then, trust.
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Isn’t it wonderful the way the world holds both the deeply serious, and the unexpectedly mirthful?
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There are things you can’t reach. But You can reach out to them, and all day long. The wind, the bird flying away. The idea of god. And it can keep you busy as anything else, and happier. I look morning to night I am never done with looking. Looking I mean not just standing around, but standing around As though with your arms open.
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Emerson, I am trying to live, as you said we must, the examined life. But there are days I wish there was less in my head to examine, not to speak of the busy heart.
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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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You must not ever stop being whimsical.
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Though I play at the edges of knowing, truly I know our part is not knowing, but looking, and touching, and loving
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Attention without feeling is only a report.
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