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This is William Stanford, not Mary Oliver
Almost fell down a steep precipice once when on a walk down at night from a huge inland cliff along a tiny footpath, saved only by shrubs to hold on, and by not being aware of the danger. On comin down I received a mysterious message about the stars & moon
This is a fine poem, and Mary Oliver is a fine poet. But this poem was written by William Stafford, not Mary Oliver! Please correct.
What poet doesn't recognise this 'climb'?
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