Status Updates From West Wind

Listen, says ambition, nervously shifting her weight from one boot to another—why don’t you get going? …. And to tell the truth I don’t want to let go of the wrists of idleness, I don’t want to sell my life for money, I don’t even want to come in out of the rain.

“If there is life after the earth-life, will you come with me? Even then? Since we're bound to be something, why not together.”

My first (and not my last) Mary Oliver book and how marvelous she is! Breathtaking in every way and beautiful to the bone.

“Only last week I went out among the thorns and said to the wild roses: deny me not, but suffer my devotion.”