Mary Oliver (born September 10, 1935) is an American poet who has won the National Book Award and the Pu...
I believe in kindness. Also in mischief. Also in singing, especially when singing is not necessarily prescribed. Mary Oliver
I believe in kindness. Also in mischief. Also in singing, especially when singing is not necessarily prescribed.
I don't ask for the sights in front of me to change, only the depth of my seeing. Mary Oliver
I don't ask for the sights in front of me to change, only the depth of my seeing.
The dream of my life is to lie down by a slow river and stare at the light in the trees - to learn something by being nothing. Mary Oliver
The dream of my life is to lie down by a slow river and stare at the light in the trees - to learn something by being nothing.
And I say to my heart: rave on. Mary Oliver
And I say to my heart: rave on.
To pay attention, this is our endless and proper work. Mary Oliver
To pay attention, this is our endless and proper work.
Instructions for living a life. Pay attention. Be astonished. Tell about it. Mary Oliver
Instructions for living a life. Pay attention. Be astonished. Tell about it.
One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began.... Mary Oliver
One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began....
In this universe we are given two gifts: the ability to love and the ability to question. Which are, at the same time, the fires that warm us and the fires that scorch us. Mary Oliver
In this universe we are given two gifts: the ability to love and the ability to question. Which are, at the same time, the fires that warm us and the fires that scorch us.
One thing I do know is that poetry, to be understood, must be clear. Mary Oliver
One thing I do know is that poetry, to be understood, must be clear.
People want poetry. They need poetry. They get it. They don't want fancy work. Mary Oliver
People want poetry. They need poetry. They get it. They don't want fancy work.
Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift. Mary Oliver
Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift.
Around me the trees stir in their leaves and call out, Stay awhile. Mary Oliver
Around me the trees stir in their leaves and call out, Stay awhile.
