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1. ‘ The Swan ’. This poem demonstrates Oliver’s fine eye for detail when it comes to observing nature. Describing the swan as an ‘armful of white blossoms’, Oliver captures the many facets of the swan’s appearance and graceful movements. But part of the joy and wonder of the poem comes from her use of questions, the ‘did you see ...
Feb 26, 2021 · Here is a powerful poem by Mary Oliver about this moment in the Garden of Gethsemane when Jesus found his disciples sleeping: Gethsemane by Mary Oliver. The grass never sleeps. Or the roses. Nor does the lily have a secret eye that shuts until morning. Jesus said, wait with me. But the disciples slept. The cricket has such splendid fringe on ...
Jun 15, 2021 · a thousand times more frightening. than the killer sea. + Mary Oliver. ”Maybe” is one of Mary Oliver’s theological classics, just in time for this coming Sunday’s lectionary readings, which include Mark’s story of Jesus calming the storm (Mark 4:35-41; check out SALT’s commentary here). In a sense, Oliver picks up where the story ...
Apr 9, 2011 · by Mary Oliver. Don't call this world adorable, or useful, that's not it. It's frisky, and a theater for more than fair winds. The eyelash of lightning is neither good nor evil. The struck tree burns like a pillar of gold. But the blue rain sinks, straight to the white. feet of the trees.
by Mary Oliver. Sweet Jesus, talking his melancholy madness, stood up in the boat and the sea lay down, silky and sorry. So everybody was saved that night. But you know how it is. when something different crosses the threshold -- the uncles mutter together, the women walk away, the young brother begins to sharpen his knife. Nobody knows what ...
Mary Oliver. Maybe. Sweet Jesus, talking his melancholy madness, stood up in the boat and the sea lay down, silky and sorry. So everybody was saved that night. But you know how it is. when something different crosses the threshold — the uncles mutter together, the women walk away, the young brother begins to sharpen his knife. Nobody knows ...
Oliver was sometimes criticized for the questions that populate her poems. One senses in her prose that the first subject under interrogation is herself. Oliver wrote two books about poetry. Rules for the Dance is an erudite guide to reading and writing metrical verse. In a chapter on sound she writes that “created ‘silences’ within a ...
