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Friday, January 31, 2014

I'm Certain She Knows Me



The Journey 
by Mary Oliver (from Dreamwork)
One day you finally knew

what you had to do, and began,

though the voices around you

kept shouting

their bad advice—
though the whole house

began to tremble

and you felt the old tug

at your ankles.

“Mend my life!”

each voice cried.

But you didn’t stop.

You knew what you had to do,

though the wind pried

with its stiff fingers

at the very foundations,

though their melancholy

was terrible.

It was already late

enough, and a wild night,

and the road full of fallen

branches and stones.

But little by little,

as you left their voices behind,

the stars began to burn

through the sheets of clouds,

and there was a new voice

which you slowly

recognized as your own,

that kept you company

as you strode deeper and deeper

into the world

determined to do

the only thing you could do—
determined to save

the only life you could save.

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Whenever I read Mary Oliver’s poems


I'm certain she knows
me by heart, like the tattered
sky, blue, patched with white tuft

-ed clouds, pins still in
place; every branch a'mending
a life imperfect.

So very human
this story, I tell myself,
scarred, scared, worn sacred.
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Where else would God dwell?
There is space between each thread
for love to shine through.



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40 comments:

  1. Wonderful photos and words!
    Have a happy weekend!

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  2. The first I read and still my favorite Mary Oliver poem after all these years. Perfect for the end of January....

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  3. Lovely poem and beautiful views of the sky! Happy weekend, Laura!

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  4. Yes, Mary Oliver knows the true heart and shares it. Just as you do, Beautiful One! Happy Friday and big love to you.

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  5. Yes, Mary Oliver knows the true heart and shares it. Just as you do, Beautiful One! Happy Friday and big love to you.

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  6. :)When god is with us, we need not be scared.

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  7. oh, that tugging at the ankle... so strong sometimes, as the voices can be. i hear what you say about her knowing you, this echoes profoundly in me too...

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  8. Scarred, scared and sacred pretty much describes all of us, doesn't it?

    Feast Without Seasons

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  9. great share; have a nice Saturday

    much love...

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  10. what a marvelous poem, her name is new to me! thank you.
    I especially like your last line with its playing with anagrams, yet all fitting so well. your sky photos are stunning!

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  11. You story haiku is lovely. Your haiku of God's love holds nothing but truth.

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  12. Lovely photos and moving words.

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  13. Mary Oliver writes so beautifully and I always feel such wonder that she can share feelings many (most? all?) of us have so beautifully and so truthfully. You have done a wonderful job yourself of that! Lovely lovely haiku.

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  14. I love your poem. And the photos that illustrate it.

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  15. Laura...Your pictures are so pretty, and the Mary Oliver poem is so meaningful. You write beautifully, too. The first photo makes me think of myself when I am out walking and my back goes into spasms and I have to lie down either on the cold ground or a bench if I can find one. That is when I look up to the heavens through the trees and pretend I am Georgia O’Keefe with her camera. I have a print of hers where she shot up through the trees. She is one of my favorite artists, and I love to pretend I’m her there on the ground. Thanks for your visit to my blog today. It was good to hear from you.

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  16. Definitely wonderful winter atmosphere with these bare trees! Nice pictures and great poem!

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  17. Fine Sky Watch images, Laura!
    «Louis» thanks you for your visit to San Francisco Bay Daily Photo. :-)

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  18. Great photo and love the haiku and Mary Oliver is always wonderful ~ Happy Weekend ^_^

    carol, xxx
    www.acreativeharbor.com

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  19. so ein Blick in den Himmel..wundervoll
    LG vom katerchen

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  20. I have not got a Mary Oliver poetry book but this posts jolts my mind to get one...her words, your words fill a space that needs filling.

    Re: Your poodle bath time, reminding you of sheep in their fluffiness, my two fluff balls are 7&6 this year, this is how long I have been meat free, the resemblance is too great!...x

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  21. I love this poem by Mary Oliver. Her poetry strikes me the way it does you - so personally. I like the pictures you posted with her poem.

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  22. yes...Mary Oliver touches me and seems to be my words for so many occasions.

    lovely

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  23. Fabulous pictures and words. This poem spoke to me of what I have been agonizing over...and all along it was me, my voice and I finally breaking through!!

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  24. I love this poem by Mary Oliver and it has been very meaningful to me for years! great shot that you have shared also. Beautiful depth of field!

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  25. Branches a lovely when it's bare!

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  26. Beautiful heart felt words Laura from both of you. Thank you for sharing.

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  27. Beautiful words and pics, as always.

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  28. It's really a wonderful thing when one can find a poet that inspires you, as Mary Oliver inspired you! Beautiful poetry - both.

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  29. I like how you shared your love of Mary Oliver's poems and the inspiration she is for you. For some reason, some poets and writers can give us the impression they know us.

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  30. scarred, scared and worn sacred...smiles...i like that...
    and its so interesting too when you find one that so speaks to your heart....i know a few that feel that way about mary....

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  31. It's so fascinating when one gets the inspiration from a great poet of Mary's stature but also from the great pics. Well crafted Laura!

    Hank

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  32. It's so fascinating when one gets the inspiration from a great poet of Mary's stature but also from the great pics. Well crafted Laura!

    Hank

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  33. This poem illustrates what I love about the interconnectedness of poets and their work.

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  34. Mary Oliver. She knows the treasures of life like the back of her hand. She puts it in words, and I think, ah....yes, exactly.

    I think of you often, though we have never met in person, and I pray even more.

    Very nice sharing.

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  35. Les photos de ces arbres sont vraiment sublimes, j'aime leur graphisme... Félicitations...

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  36. Les photos de ces arbres sont sublimes, j'aime leur graphisme . Félicitations !!

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  37. Thank you for sharing this beautiful poem by Mary and I loved your inspired words,specially the last line!

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