Mary Oliver may be my favorite poet, if such a thing can exist……I do have many of her books, including some with prose and poetry together.
This says a lot about how I feel about life, my wild and wonderful life………..
It doesn’t have to be
the blue iris, it could be
weeds in a vacant lot, or a few
small stones; just
pay attention, then patch
a few words together and don’t try
to make them elaborate, this isn’t
a contest but the doorway
into thanks, and a silence in which
another voice may speak.
These are photos I have in “My Pictures” from some time ago, and sadly, I’m not sure what credit to give to them. I hope they are from something like wiki commons! But wait, could one be from one of Meike’s series of photos of gateways?