Mary Oliver

Mary Oliver Poems

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81. Daisies 3/30/2005
82. A Meeting 1/13/2003
83. At Blackwater Pond 1/13/2003
84. Mindful 3/30/2005
85. After Arguing Against The Contention That Art Must Come From Discontent 1/13/2003
86. August 1/13/2003
87. Dogfish 1/13/2003
88. When Death Comes 1/3/2003
89. The Journey 1/3/2003
90. Wild Geese 1/3/2003
91. A Visitor 1/3/2003
92. A Dream Of Trees 3/30/2005
Best Poem of Mary Oliver

A Dream Of Trees

There is a thing in me that dreamed of trees,
A quiet house, some green and modest acres
A little way from every troubling town,
A little way from factories, schools, laments.
I would have time, I thought, and time to spare,
With only streams and birds for company.
To build out of my life a few wild stanzas.
And then it came to me, that so was death,
A little way away from everywhere.

There is a thing in me still dreams of trees,
But let it go. Homesick for moderation,
Half the world’s artists shrink or fall away.
If any find solution, let him ...

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I have been thinking
about living
like the lilies
that blow in the fields.

They rise and fall
in the edge of the wind,
and have no shelter
from the tongues of the cattle,

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