By: Mary Oliver
If poetry has saints, Mary Oliver is one of the most venerable.
When unable to read the too many 'spiritual' writers I return to Mary Oliver and find ground again and sky enough. / Her book of self selected poems, Devotions, has been nearby since it released. Currently it is among my daily 'breakfast' reads. Upstream is what I think of as actual necessary reading, whether a person loves poetry or not. It is a book about life, life as poetry, poetry as life.
Love this, so true: And this is what I learned: that the world’s otherness is antidote to confusion, that standing within this otherness—the beauty and the mystery of the world, out in the fields or deep inside books—can re-dignify the worst-stung heart.
Depth and simplicity, clarity and and wisdom, that’s Mary Oliver.
Those who know, know. Thank you.
“…the world’s otherness is antidote to confusion”
Bury your face in it. Breathe deep.
Thanks for this.
Mary Oliver's poetry makes me want to go walk in the woods.
Mary Oliver fills me to the brim spilling over, with hope,gladness and child like wonder.
A wonderful message for this great age of stress, anxiety, and depression!
Speaking from experience both are admirable ways to escape the tortures of twisted family life and come out the other side not repeating the intergenerational pattern.