Poppies by Mary Oliver
"I also say this: that light is an invitation to happiness, and that happiness, when it's done right, is a kind of holiness -" Poppies by...
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Snow Bird
As I write this, the local meteorologist is forecasting snow on this day. It's rare in my part of the United States. Many hope, as do I....
A Fire for the Cold
Beloved poet, Mary Oliver wrote: “Poetry is a life-cherishing force. For poems are not words, after all, but fires for the cold, ropes...
Wild Turkeys
Mary Oliver wrote in her beloved poem, Wild Geese; "The world offers itself to your imagination." You can hear a recording of Mary Oliver...
Matching Dresses, Spanish Moss and Other Worlds
As a young girl growing up in Toledo, Ohio, my family took a "big deal" camping trip to the foreign land of St. Augustine, Florida. This...
The Summer Day
Most of us have read the last two famous lines of Mary Oliver's The Summer Day. Take your time to read the whole poem! If you are in the...
In Blackwater Woods by Mary Oliver
Look, the trees are turning their own bodies into pillars of light, are giving off the rich fragrance of cinnamon and fulfillment,...
Rest Well, Mary Oliver
Lately, I have discovered working-class poetry, written by those who were laborers without the advantages of higher education. More on...
Little Dog's Rhapsody in the Night
Poet Mary Oliver said: “Because of the dog’s joyfulness, our own is increased". I am pleased to share Mary Oliver's poem, Little Dog's...
Enter the long black branches!
Have you ever tried to enter the long black branches? by Poem by Mary Oliver Have you ever tried to enter the long black branches of...
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