Books by the old Leather Chair

  • Snow In The Summer
  • My Bible
  • The Power of Silence
  • What Comes Next and to Like It
  • Encore Provence
  • A Year in Provence

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

A Poem

What I want to know, please, is
what is possible, and what is not.
If it is not, then I am for it.
My heart is out of its flesh-phase.
I am done with all of it, the habits, the patience,
Whoever I was, it is growing hazy and unforgettable.

Whoever I am, it is for mere appearance's sake.
It is for coin, and foolishness,
and I am thinking of something better.

All morning it has been raining.
In the language of the garden, this is happiness.
The tissues perk and shine.

Truly this is the poem worth keeping.
A mossy house anyone with any sense would enter
as soon as the soul begins
to desire the impossible.

I have never felt so young.

~~The Garden~~ by Mary Oliver

It is raining this morning in the woods and her poems never fail to speak to my heart.

May you have a day filled with happiness, health, safety and peace.

From one who lives at the edge of the woods.....

8 comments:

Balisha said...

What a treat to be able to read her words on a rainy morning. Thanks for sharing.
Balisha

Sharon Lovejoy said...

PERFECT.

Lovingly,

Sharon

One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

Balisha and Sharon, thanks for stopping by - Mary Oliver - her words are perfect for me...

RadicalReminders said...

Just stopping by to thank you for your lovely blog. I'm new to mindfulness and finding your writing has been a pleasure.

One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

RadicalReminders - welcome - visit again...

Cape Cod Kitty said...

Mary Oliver is the most wonderful poet, and as I did my book purge the other day, you can be sure her books remain on my shelves. Thanks, Ernestine for finding just the right one for a day like this.

madwomandancing said...

Oh, thank you. Another Mary Oliver poem I've not read. That woman knows how to put the heart's language into words. Oh, my.

One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

cck - I am pleased you saved these.
Ellen - oh yes, she speaks to my heart...