THE FENCE
Once the
the pull against gravity
to climb the hill, soar to heaven
and walk with green beneath my feet
takes hold
a few man made twisted wires
becomes nothing.
Carol Carlisle
This what I wrote today after reading Mary Oliver’s.
Everything
I want to make poems that say right out, plainly,
what I mean, that don’t go looking for the
laces of elaboration, puffed sleeves. I want to
keep close and use often words like
heavy, heart, joy, soon, and to cherish
the question mark and her bold sister
what I mean, that don’t go looking for the
laces of elaboration, puffed sleeves. I want to
keep close and use often words like
heavy, heart, joy, soon, and to cherish
the question mark and her bold sister
the dash. I want to write with quiet hands. I
want to write while crossing the fields that are
fresh with daises and everlasting and the
ordinary grass. I want to make poems while thinking of
the bread of heaven and the
cup of astonishment; let them be
want to write while crossing the fields that are
fresh with daises and everlasting and the
ordinary grass. I want to make poems while thinking of
the bread of heaven and the
cup of astonishment; let them be
songs in which nothing is neglected,
not a hope, not a promise. I want to make poems
that look into the earth and the heavens
and see the unseeable. I want them to honor
both the heart of faith, and the light of the world;
the gladness that says, without any words, everything.
not a hope, not a promise. I want to make poems
that look into the earth and the heavens
and see the unseeable. I want them to honor
both the heart of faith, and the light of the world;
the gladness that says, without any words, everything.
~ Mary Oliver ~
(New and Selected Poems Volume Two)
There are no “no trespassing signs” in the world of light and the heart of faith.
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Love your poem, it makes me rejoice, reading your words. And Mary Oliver? ah, the queen of poems!
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It takes one queen to recognize another, she does awaken the spirit every time she puts pen to paper. Glad you liked mine, too.
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I like your poem Carol. I’m impressed that you’re doing the poem a day challenge.
Mary Oliver simply plays with words. Beautiful.
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🙂 Happy you like my poem.
I am trying to write every day but often fall short.
I am eternally fascinated with the way Mary Oliver weaves ordinary English words !
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