For a spell there I was at sea.
I had misplaced my priceless
poetry book
"A Thousand Mornings," by Mary Oliver,
Pulitzer Poet
In the vast "scheme of things,"
some unwashed might say:
"Well la-ti-dah---so what?!"
Mary is an example of a human being---
who sees our world
and doesn't miss a thing.
With a worn beat-up little leather
notebook, she sets out mornings
into her woods (where she has spare
pencil stubs stashed in the
crooks of tree limbs)...
Seeing, absorbing, breathing-in
everything...fathoming life
and WRITING!
When I got her book "Mornings," my
eyes were opened and I saw
poetry in a different light.
It is a rather thin NY Times "best-selling"
paperback...out of curiosity I put
a tape on it---3/8 inches thick!
Then began to read, but not to dog-ear,
I marked favorite (oft short) poems
with paper clips, card-strips...anything...
UNTIL
The whole book, almost every page
was book-marked.
Ah, to have her insights.
I learned:
Everything is a poem.
Write about it...
All of life is a poem,
and a song.
Sing it.
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BY MIL
5/07/16
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