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Mary Oliver

The Swan

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  • Jennifer Gutiérrezfez uma citaçãomês passado
    Whispered Poem

    I have been risky in my endeavors,
    I have been steadfast in my loves;
    Oh Lord, consider these when you judge me.
  • Jennifer Gutiérrezfez uma citaçãomês passado
    Sing, if you can sing, and if not still be
    musical inside yourself.
  • Jennifer Gutiérrezfez uma citaçãomês passado
    Lord, there are so many fires, so many words, in
    my heart
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    Some persons are captive to love, others would
    make the beloved a captive. Which one are you?
  • Jennifer Gutiérrezfez uma citaçãomês passado
    Where are you when you’re not thinking?
    Frightening, isn’t it?
    Where are you when you’re not feeling anything?
    Oh, worse!
    Except for faith and imagination, nature is that
    hard fortress you can’t get out of.
  • Jennifer Gutiérrezfez uma citaçãomês passado
    Just as truly as the earth is ours, we belong
    to it.
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    Mystery, after all,
    is God’s other name
  • Jennifer Gutiérrezfez uma citaçãomês passado
    Who are the good people? We are all good people
    except when we are not.
  • Jennifer Gutiérrezfez uma citaçãomês passado
    In the Darkness

    At night the stars
    throw down
    their postcards of light.
    Who are they
    that love me
    so much?
    Strangers
    in the darkness—
    imagine!
    they have seen me
    and they burn
    as I too
    have burned, but in
    the mortal way, to which
    I am totally loyal.
    Still, I am grateful
    and faithful
    to this other romance
    though we will not ever know
    each others’ names,
    we will not ever
    touch.
  • Jennifer Gutiérrezfez uma citaçãohá 2 meses
    I Worried

    I worried a lot. Will the garden grow, will the rivers
    flow in the right direction, will the earth turn
    as it was taught, and if not, how shall
    I correct it?
    Was I right, was I wrong, will I be forgiven,
    can I do better?
    Will I ever be able to sing, even the sparrows
    can do it and I am, well,
    hopeless.
    Is my eyesight fading or am I just imagining it,
    am I going to get rheumatism,
    lockjaw, dementia?
    Finally I saw that worrying had come to nothing.
    And gave it up. And took my old body
    and went out into the morning,
    and sang.
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