Mary Oliver
Mary Oliver
Mary Oliveris an American poet who has won the National Book Award and the Pulitzer Prize. The New York Times described her as "far and away, this country's best-selling poet."...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth10 September 1935
CityMaple Heights, OH
CountryUnited States of America
dream heart imagination
Keep some room in your heart for the unimaginable.
one-day
One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began....
weed blue voice
Praying It doesn’t have to be the blue iris, it could be weeds in a vacant lot, or a few small stones; just pay attention, then patch a few words together and don’t try to make them elaborate, this isn’t a contest but the doorway into thanks, and a silence in which another voice may speak.
uprising people creative
The most regretful people on earth are those who felt the call to creative work, who felt their own creative power restive and uprising, and gave to it neither power nor time.
sentences aspire
Music: what so many sentences aspire to be.
what-matters mind let-me
Let me keep my mind on what matters, which is my work, which is mostly standing still and learning to be astonished.
serendipity grace luck
You can have the other words-chance, luck, coincidence, serendipity. I'll take grace. I don't know what it is exactly, but I'll take it.
love-yourself world special-education
Love yourself. Then forget it. Then, love the world.
able wanted know-how
Also I wanted to be able to love And we all know how that one goes, don't we? Slowly
details devotion renewal
You, too, can be carved anew by the details of your devotion.
how-to-love world this-world
There is only one question: / how to love this world.
mistake world want
You want to cry aloud for your mistakes. But to tell the truth the world doesn't need any more of that sound.
rainy-day chance someday
Don't we all die someday and someday comes all too soon? What will you do with your own wild, glorious chance at this thing we call life.
humility mind glare
In the glare of your mind, be modest. And beholden to what is tactile, and thrilling.