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greatpoetrypoems by mary oliver
8.
This poem is not the world.
It isnt even the first page of the world.
but the poem wants to flower, like a flower.
it knows that much.
it wants to open itself,
like the door of a little temple,
so that you might step inside and be cooled and refreshed,
and less yourself than part of everything.
10.
Therefore, tell me;
what will engage you?
what will open the dark fields of your mind,
like a lover
at first touching?
7.
Even now
I remember something
the way a flower
in a jar of waer
remebers its life
in the perfect garden
the way a flower
in a jar of water
remembers its life
as a closed seed
the way a flower
in a jar of water
steadies itself
remembering itself
long ago
the plunging roots
the gravel the rain
the glossy stem
the wings of the leaves
the swords of the leaves
rising and clashing
for the rose of the sun
the salt of the stars
the crown of the wind
the bed of the clouds
the blue dream
the unbreakable circle.
8.
This poem is not the world.
It isnt even the first page of the world.
but the poem wants to flower, like a flower.
it knows that much.
it wants to open itself,
like the door of a little temple,
so that you might step inside and be cooled and refreshed,
and less yourself than part of everything.
10.
Therefore, tell me;
what will engage you?
what will open the dark fields of your mind,
like a lover
at first touching?
7.
Even now
I remember something
the way a flower
in a jar of waer
remebers its life
in the perfect garden
the way a flower
in a jar of water
remembers its life
as a closed seed
the way a flower
in a jar of water
steadies itself
remembering itself
long ago
the plunging roots
the gravel the rain
the glossy stem
the wings of the leaves
the swords of the leaves
rising and clashing
for the rose of the sun
the salt of the stars
the crown of the wind
the bed of the clouds
the blue dream
the unbreakable circle.
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Date: 2003-09-17 09:34 am (UTC)Wonderful!!