Friday, April 4, 2014

day 4: Praying, by Mary Oliver

what I mean when I say, "poetry can be prayer."

...this isn’t
a contest but the doorway 
into thanks, and a silence in which
another voice may speak.

Mary Oliver: snatches of brilliance, pages of repetition, nothing anyone could call "sophisticated" ... more than anything a writer with a tangible love for the created world. I like this last bit very much; I like how she can help a person pay attention to things like grasshoppers, daisies, the wind in the grass.

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