'And just like that, like a simple
neighbourhood event, a miracle is
'If I have any secret stash of poems, anywhere, it might be about love, not anger,' Mary Oliver once said in an interview. Finally, in Felicity, we can immerse ourselves in Oliver's love poems. Here, great happiness abounds.
Our most delicate chronicler of physical landscape, Oliver has descri...more
Things take the time they take. Don’t
Some words will never leave God’s mouth,
no matter how hard you listen. (c)
Do the trees speak back to the wind
when the wind offers some invitational comment? (c)
All important ideas must include the trees,
the mountains, and the rivers. (c)
The point is, you’re you, and that’s for keeps. (c)
Love is the one thing the heart craves
and love is the one thing
you can’t ...more
I Don't Want to Lose
I don't want to lose a single thread
from the intricate brocade of this happiness.
I want to remember everything.
Which is why I'm lying awake, sleepy
but not sleepy enough to give it up.
Just now, a moment from a year ago:
the early morning light, the deft, sweet
gesture of your hand
reaching for me.
Here is my favorite:
There are moments that cry out to be fulfilled.
Like, telling someone you love them.
Or giving your money away, all of it.
Your heart is beating, isn't it?
You're not in chains, are you?
There is nothing more pathetic than caution
when headlong might save a life,
even, possibly, your own.
Poems arrive ready to begin.
Poets are only the transportation.
For Tom Shaw S.S.J.E. (1945–2014)
Where has this cold come from?
“It comes from the death of your friend.”
Will I always, from now on, be this cold?
“No, it will diminish. But always
it will be with you.”
What is the reason for it?
“Wasn’t your friendship always as beautiful
as a flame?”
Things take the time they take. Don't
How many roads did St. Augustine follow
before he became St. Augustine?
That is how Mary Oliver starts The Journey, the first part of her latest book that goes by the name of Felicity. How brilliantly appropriate, wouldn't you say? Reading this first poem titled Don't Worry on the very first day of a new year. Makes you think about the urgency of the resolutions whispered before midnight...
Mary Oliver's voice feels familiar, as if you have been listening ...more
“Do the trees speak?
Do the trees speak back to the wind when
the wind offers some invitational comment
as some of us do?
Do they also talk to the sun?
I believe so. And if such belief need rest on evidence
Let me just say, sometimes it’s an earful
But there is more,
if you can hear the trees in their easy hours,
of course you can also hear them later crying out
at the sawmill.”
I can no longer clearly see the trees, but I can hear them rustle in the wind. I can smell them and feel their shade, and most ...more
It seems you love this world very much.“Yes,” I said. “This beautiful world.”...more
And you don’t mind the mind, that keeps you
busy all the time with its dark and bright wonderings?
“No, I’m quite used to it. Busy, busy,
all the time.”
And you don’t mind living with those questions,
I mean the hard ones, that no one can answer?
“Actually, they’re the most interesting.”
And you have a person in your life whose hand
you like to hold?
“Yes, I do.”
It must surely, then, be very happy down there
in your heart.
Note to self and others: read this when blindly in love. If read when harboring a momentary distaste for love, this book may cause you to think "tell me about love later, Mary Oliver because right now I don't entirely believe you."
Edit::: read this again, but read it about yourself.
It sometimes takes another try ❤️
But this was a very good poetry col ...more
80 years old when this was published, these poems reflect a lightness, as if she’s shedding previously held beliefs, distilling ideas down to their essence, laughing a bit at life, unafraid.
Most in this collection have that quiet intensity that I expected from Oliver. A few didn’t touch me, but the ones that did left a lasting impression. Here are just two ...more
from this intricate brocade of happiness.
I want to remember everything.
Which is why I am lying awake, sleepy"
I worry I read this too quickly and didn't take the time poetry deserves to really let the words sink in and take on new forms. But wow wow wow Oliver's poetry on love is so rich and compelling I danced through it in the blink of an eye.
I'm not usually a fan of nature writing, but Oliver's deep and obvious love of trees and foliage is infectious. Her ...more
some favorites: moments, i am pleased to tell you, storage, late spring & a voice from i don't know where. ...more
I am a fan of Mary Oliver and was thrilled to receive this book from Goodreads as a first-reads giveaway. So many of Oliver's poems lay down a moment and then end with an unexpected line that works like a perfect meditation, which is why I love her work.
This collection is focused around God, nature, and love split into three parts entitled The Journey, Love, and Felicity. The Journey is written with Oliver's pastoral tradition ...more
I think of Mary Oliver primarily as a nature poet. She has a notable sense of the ecstatic, and nature is nearly always the inspir ...more
“In a region that has produced most of the nation's poet laureates, it is risky to single out one fragile 71-year-old bard of Provincetown. But Mary Oliver, who won the Pulitzer Prize in poetry in 1983, is my choice for her joyous, accessible, intimate observations of the na ...more