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How heron comes It is a negligence of the mind not to notice how at dusk heron comes to the pond and stands there in his death robes, perfect servant of the system, hungry, his eyes full of attention, his wings pure light
Mary Oliver
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Mary Oliver
Age: 83 †
Born: 1935
Born: September 10
Died: 2019
Died: January 17
Climate Activist
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Maple Heights
Ohio
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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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Isn’t it wonderful the way the world holds both the deeply serious, and the unexpectedly mirthful?
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I've always wanted to write poems and nothing else.
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You must not ever stop being whimsical. And you must not, ever, give anyone else the responsibility for your life.
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I was hurrying through my own soul . . . I was leaning out . . . I was listening.
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There is only one question: / how to love this world.
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When When it’s over, it’s over, and we don’t know any of us, what happens then. So I try not to miss anything. I think, in my whole life, I have never missed The full moon or the slipper of its coming back. Or, a kiss. Well, yes, especially a kiss.
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I read the way a person might swim, to save his or her life. I wrote that way too.
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Hello, sun in my face. Hello you who made the morning and spread it over the fields...Watch, now, how I start the day in happiness, in kindness.
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Praying It doesn’t have to be the blue iris, it could be weeds in a vacant lot, or a few small stones just pay attention, then patch a few words together and don’t try to make them elaborate, this isn’t a contest but the doorway into thanks, and a silence in which another voice may speak.
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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.
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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.
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Attention without feeling is only a report.
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Every word is a messenger. Some have wings some are filled with fire some are filled with death.
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I believe in kindness. Also in mischief.
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I consider myself kind of a reporter - one who uses words that are more like music and that have a choreography. I never think of myself as a poet I just get up and write.
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It's very important to write things down instantly, or you can lose the way you were thinking out a line. I have a rule that if I wake up at 3 in the morning and think of something, I write it down. I can't wait until morning - it'll be gone.
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Wild sings the bird of the heart in the forests of our lives.
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When will you have a little pity for every soft thing that walks through the world, yourself included.
Mary Oliver
Poetry is one of the original arts, and it began, as did all the fine arts, within the original wilderness of the earth.
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