Mary Oliver


Mary Oliver Poems

If you see a poem only with title, it is listed that way because of copyright reasons.
81. A Meeting 1/13/2003
82. Daisies 3/30/2005
83. Dogfish 1/13/2003
84. Mindful 3/30/2005
85. The Summer Day 1/13/2003
86. After Arguing Against The Contention That Art Must Come From Discontent 1/13/2003
87. August 1/13/2003
88. When Death Comes 1/3/2003
89. Wild Geese 1/3/2003
90. A Visitor 1/3/2003
91. The Journey 1/3/2003
92. A Dream Of Trees 3/30/2005

Comments about Mary Oliver

  • Lenchen Elf (3/30/2005 6:18:00 PM)

    Mary, I am in awe and enraptured by the beauty of your work, thank you so much for sharing it.

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  • Lare Austin (9/29/2004 12:25:00 PM)

    Mary...
    Recently a friend of mine became discouraged with her poetry and although she had just published a chapbook she was going to give up her poetry writing. She loves to write about nature. I gave her my copy of your book 'Why I Wake Early'. She is now re-inspired and looks very much forward to continuing her poetry writing. I, too, am also inspired by your writing.

    I Thank You.

    Lare Austin

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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Snow Geese

Oh, to love what is lovely, and will not last!
What a task
to ask
of anything, or anyone,
yet it is ours,
and not by the century or the year, but by the hours.
One fall day I heard
above me, and above the sting of the wind, a sound
I did not know, and my look shot upward; it was

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