The Poet: Mary Oliver, “The Eskimos Have No Word for ‘War’”
“The Eskimos Have No Word for ‘War’” “Trying to explain it to them Leaves one feeling ridiculous and obscene. Their houses, like…
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The Poet: Mary Oliver, "Mysteries, Yes"
"Mysteries, Yes" "Truly, we live with mysteries too marvelous to be understood. How grass can be nourishing in the…
The Poet: Mary Oliver, “To Begin With, the Sweet Grass” (Excerpt)
“To Begin With, the Sweet Grass” (Excerpt) “What I loved in the beginning, I think, was mostly myself. Never mind that I had to, …
The Poet: Mary Oliver, “Daisies”
“Daisies” “It is possible, I suppose that sometime we will learn everything there is to learn: what the world is, for example, an…
The Poet: Mary Oliver, "Evidence"
"Evidence" "Where do I live? If I had no address, as many people do not, I could nevertheless say that I lived i…
The Poet: Mary Oliver, “Wild Geese”
“Wild Geese” "You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert rep…
The Poet: Mary Oliver, "What Is There Beyond Knowing?"
"What Is There Beyond Knowing?" "What is there beyond knowing that keeps calling to me? I can't turn in an…
The Poet: Mary Oliver, “Why I Wake Early”
"Song of the Builders" "On a summer morning I sat down on a hillside to think about God - a worthy pastime. Near …
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