My work is loving the world.
Here the sunflowers, there the hummingbird —
equal seekers of sweetness.
Here the quickening yeast; there the blue plums.
Here the clam deep in the speckled sand.
I have never met Mary Oliver, but I consider her one of my teachers.
A published poet since 1963, Oliver has written hundreds, probably thousands, of poems during her lifetime, producing more than 25 books of poetry and three books of nonfiction to date. She writes about early morning walks in the woods or along the shoreline; finding the footprints of animals in the forest or near a lake; the tension between the fleeting beauty of the natural world and its undertones of violence, death and decay. She harbors a deep love for the world we inhabit, and a deep sadness for the ways humans mar or destroy the quiet, lonely places where animals and plants live.
I doubt Oliver ever cared much for clothes and fashion, but if she did, she gave up that particular passion long ago. She has learned what is worth caring about, and what she can easily ignore:
Are my boots old? Is my coat torn?
Am I no longer young, and still not half-perfect? Let me
keep my mind on what matters,
which is my work,
which is mostly standing still and learning to be
astonished.
This is what I need to learn, amid my distracted and often scattered life, amid my commute and my day job, amid the relentless pull of social media and relationships online and offline. I need to learn to pause, on my front porch or in the park or even on the subway platform, and pay attention to the
natural world, to the details that astonish.
I’m over at TRIAD magazine again today, sharing my thoughts on Oliver’s poetry. Please click over there to read the rest of my essay.
Love Mary Oliver, and love this – am off to read your essay now. I saw her read in person once and she was just absolutely extraordinary – a tiny little sprite, but she emanated so much energy and radiance. xox
I love Mary Oliver’s poetry, too. I was just making a “wish list” of her books yesterday — ones that I wish to own. I’m going to follow your blog now. 🙂
I’m grateful I found this today, and your beautiful blog. I’m looking forward to reading more. Peace and Grace. Sr. Ev
Thanks. I needed this today.
I posted Mary Oliver this morning! Please stop by and visit some time! Thanks!
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