Wednesday, August 9, 2017

The Poet: Mary Oliver, “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.”

- Mary Oliver, “Thirst”

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