Note to Self:

Sunday, March 9, 2014

Five Quotes and a Poem from Mary Oliver

Photo credit: Rachel Giese

“Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?”

“Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift.”

“Instructions for living a life. Pay attention. Be astonished. Tell about it.”

“Listen--are you breathing just a little, and calling it a life?”

“Keep some room in your heart for the unimaginable."

When Death Comes, by Mary Oliver

When death comes
like the hungry bear in autumn
when death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse

to buy me, and snaps his purse shut;
when death comes
like the measle-pox;

when death comes
like an iceberg between the shoulder blades,

I want to step through the door full of curiosity, wondering;
what is it going to be like, that cottage of darkness?

And therefore I look upon everything
as a brotherhood and a sisterhood,
and I look upon time as no more than an idea,
and I consider eternity as another possibility,

and I think of each life as a flower, as common
as a field daisy, and as singular,

and each name a comfortable music in the mouth
tending as all music does, toward silence,

and each body a lion of courage, and something
precious to the earth.

When it’s over, I want to say: all my life
I was a bride married to amazement.
I was a bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.

When it’s over, I don’t want to wonder
if I have made of my life something particular, and real.
I don’t want to find myself sighing and frightened
or full of argument.

I don’t want to end up simply having visited this world.

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2 comments:

Anonymous said...

If only I could live that poem

Joe George said...

Anonymous...I couldn't agree more.