Mary Oliver

1935 - / Female / American
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After Arguing Against The Contention That Art Must Come From DiscontentWhispering to each handhold, "I'll be back," / I go up the cliff in the dark. One place / I loosen a rock and listen a long time
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A MeetingShe steps into the dark swamp / where the long wait ends. / The secret slippery package
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Cold PoemCold now. / Close to the edge. Almost / unbearable. Clouds
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Fall SongAnother year gone, leaving everywhere / its rich spiced residues: vines, leaves, / the uneaten fruits crumbling damply
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MusicI tied together / a few slender reeds, cut / notches to breathe across and made
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Next TimeNext time what I'd do is look at / the earth before saying anything. I'd stop / just before going into a house
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On Winter's MarginOn winter’s margin, see the small birds now / With half-forged memories come flocking home / To gardens famous for their charity.
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The Buddha's Last Instruction"Make of yourself a light" / said the Buddha, / before he died.
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The Chance To Love EverythingAll summer I made friends / with the creatures nearby --- / they flowed through the fields
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The JourneyOne day you finally knew / what you had to do, and began, / though the voices around you
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