About Mary Oliver
1935 - /Female/AmericanOliver's work of dark introspection and joyous release turns towards nature for its inspiration and describes the sense of wonder it instills in her.
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Poetry & Stories
The Journey
One day you finally knewwhat you had to do, and began,
Fall Song
Another year gone, leaving everywhereits rich spiced residues: vines, leaves,the uneaten fruits crumbling damply
A Meeting
She steps into the dark swampwhere the long wait ends.The secret slippery package
Cold Poem
Cold now.Close to the edge. Almost
When Death Comes
When death comeslike the hungry bear in autumn;
About Mary Oliver
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Who is Mary Oliver?
1935 - /Female/AmericanOliver's work of dark introspection and joyous release turns towards nature for its inspiration and describes the sense of wonder it instills in her.
Where can I read Mary Oliver's poetry?
Kavishala has 12 poems and stories by Mary Oliver, free to read on this page, along with selected quotes you can share.
Poems & Stories by Mary Oliver
The Journey
One day you finally knewwhat you had to do, and began,
Fall Song
Another year gone, leaving everywhereits rich spiced residues: vines, leaves,the uneaten fruits crumbling damply
A Meeting
She steps into the dark swampwhere the long wait ends.The secret slippery package
Cold Poem
Cold now.Close to the edge. Almost
When Death Comes
When death comeslike the hungry bear in autumn;
On Winter's Margin
On winter’s margin, see the small birds nowWith half-forged memories come flocking home
Music
I tied togethera few slender reeds, cut
The Sun
Have you ever seenanything
The Chance To Love Everything
All summer I made friendswith the creatures nearby ---
Next Time
Next time what I'd do is look atthe earth before saying anything. I'd stop
The Buddha's Last Instruction
"Make of yourself a light"said the Buddha,
After Arguing Against The Contention That Art Must Come From Discontent
Whispering to each handhold, "I'll be back,"I go up the cliff in the dark. One place
Selected Quotes by Mary Oliver (चुनिंदा उद्धरण)
When death comeslike the hungry bear in autumn;
Another year gone, leaving everywhereits rich spiced residues: vines, leaves,the uneaten fruits crumbling damply
All summer I made friendswith the creatures nearby ---
"Make of yourself a light"said the Buddha,
Cold now.Close to the edge. Almost
On winter’s margin, see the small birds nowWith half-forged memories come flocking home
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