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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.
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
Still
Brewing
Ideas
Rash
Come
Surprises
Many
Somewhere
Surprise
Doubt
Wonderful
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Attention without feeling is only a report.
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Walks work for me. I enter some arena that is neither conscious or unconscious.
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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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Music: what so many sentences aspire to be.
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Sing, if you can sing, and it not still be musical inside yourself.
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The stars began to burn through the sheets of clouds, and there was a new voice which you slowly recognized as your own.
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Always there is something worth saying about glory, about gratitude.
Mary Oliver
Poetry is a river many voices travel in it poem after poem moves along in the exciting crests and falls of the river waves. None is timeless each arrives in an historical context almost everything, in the end, passes. But the desire to make a poem, and the world's willingness to receive it--indeed the world's need of it--these never pass.
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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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... 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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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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Love yourself. Then forget it. Then, love the world.
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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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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.
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Sometimes I need only to stand wherever I am to be blessed.
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A dog is adorable and noble, a dog is a true and loving friend. A dog is also a hedonist.
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So this is how you swim inward. So this is how you flow outwards. So this is how you pray.
Mary Oliver
Snow was falling, so much like stars filling the dak trees that one could easily imagine its reason for being was nothing more the prettiness.
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And I say to my heart: rave on.
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I read the way a person might swim, to save his or her life. I wrote that way too.
Mary Oliver