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I know I can walk through the world, along the shore or under the trees, with my mind filled with things of little importance, in full self-attendance. A condition I can't really call being alive.
Mary Oliver
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Mary Oliver
Age: 83 †
Born: 1935
Born: September 10
Died: 2019
Died: January 17
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Maple Heights
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Mary Jane Oliver
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The language of the poem is the language of particulars.
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If you have ever gone into the woods with me, I must love you very much.
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Are my boots old? Is my coat torn? / Am I no longer young, and still not half-perfect?
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I've always wanted to write poems and nothing else.
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You are young. So you know everything. You leap into the boat and begin rowing. But, listen to me. Without fanfare, without embarrassment, without doubt,I talk directly to your soul. Listen to me.
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We do not love anything more deeply than we love a story.
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All eternity is in the moment.
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...whoever you are, not matter how lonely the world offers itself to your imagination, calls to you like the wild geese, harsh & exciting - over & over announcing your place in the family of things.
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Wild sings the bird of the heart in the forests of our lives.
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