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Book Reviews of Thirst: PoemsBook Review: Delicious Summary: 5 StarsOh, there's only one Mary Oliver.
"My work is to love the world."
Just that line was worth all the money....and there are many more!
Book Review: Thank You Summary: 5 StarsThe first line of the first poem is, "My work is loving the world." There is no doubt that Mary Oliver's signature strength is just that - her gratitude for and astonishment of this world. To be alive is a wonderful thing and the poet makes us appreciate that. Her poetry is down to earth and spiritual, and has the capacity to wake us up. She writes a couple of lines that I think about daily. They are:
...and never hurry through the world
but walk slowly, and bow often.
There are 43 new Mary Oliver poems to be thankful for.
Book Review: This book will quench your thirst! Summary: 5 StarsI find poetry very enjoyable and therapeutic. This Pulitzer Prize winning poet who writes about the natural world is my cup of tea. She may be yours as well. Let me just tantalize you with a few lines from a poem called "The Summer Day" to give you a taste of what her poetry is like.
I do know how to pay attention,
how to fall down
into the grass,
how to kneel in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed,
how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
With your one wild and precious life?"
Book Review: Thirst Summary: 5 StarsAttentiveness, seeing the sacred in all of life is what makes this collection of poems so powerful.
Book Review: If only Summary: 5 StarsOther reviewers have spoken well of Mary Oliver's grief at the death of her partner and her search for God. I want to mention a poem that spoke to me and said "If only.". If only our leaders would read this poem, be touched by it to move in other directions.
Mozart,for Example
All the quick notes
Mozart didn't have time to use
before he entered the cloud-boat
are falling now from the beaks
of the finches
that have gathered from the joyous summer
into the hard winter
and, like Mozart, they speak of nothing
but light and delight,
though it is true, the heavy blades of the world
are still pounding underneath.
And this is what you can do too, maybe,
if you live simply and with a lyrical heart
in the cumbered neighborhoods or even,
as Mozart sometimes managed to, in a palace,
offering tune after tune after tune,
making some hard-hearted prince
prudent and kind, just by being happy.
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