words

The Sun, by Mary Oliver

Have you ever seen

anything

in your life

more wonderful

.

than the way the sun,

every evening,

relaxed and easy,

floats toward the horizon

.

and into the clouds or the hills,

or the rumpled sea,

and is gone—-

and how it slides again

.

out of the blackness,

every morning,

on the other side of the world,

like a red flower

.

streaming upward on its heavenly oils,

say, on a morning in early summer,

at its perfect imperial distance—-

and have you ever felt for anything

.

such wild love—

do you think there is anywhere, in any language,

a word billowing enough

for the pleasure

.

that fills you,

as the sun

reaches out,

as it warms you

.

as you stand there,

empty-handed—-

or have you too

turned from this world—–

.

or have you too

gone crazy

for power,

for things?

.

A word of warning: my new book just arrived. I will try not to simply wave Oliver’s wonderous words your way over the next while, but I’m making no promises…

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22 thoughts on “words”

  1. This is wonderful!

    (Just a word of warning: I know someone who was threatened with a huge fee for publishing a poem in full without permission…. the etiquette I believe is to quote a section of the poem, with credit to the author and if possible a link to their web page)

  2. One of the best poets on the planet. I remember pre-internet days getting her via Silver Moon in London (alas long-gone). Envy you!

  3. Coincidence – I have a photo of the setting sun at Ballintoy Harbour on my desktop at the moment and was sitting soaking the atmosphere in before I opened this post! Great words.

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