We try our hardest to make it in this world, when all we really need is to create our own and live the life we have always dreamed. Sometimes our roads are met with obstacles, a bridge burned or a… Continue Reading →
I know the sag of the unfinished poem. And I know the release of the poem that is finished. ~Mary Oliver
Do you ever feel this?
I believe I do sometimes.
Mary Oliver on the process of writing poetry.
Poetry is one of the ancient arts, and it began as did all the fine arts, within the original wilderness of the earth. ~Mary Oliver
Mary Oliver on poetry
A poem on being forgotten,:those who are left out or invisible. A poem in three parts.
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