A Thousand Mornings, New Poetry by Mary Oliver

Although often praised as a great nature poet, Mary Oliver is really a Metaphysical poet.  Reading her work is like walking through the woods in the company of an enthusiastic, welcoming observer.  “Look, look,” she says, and then, “look beyond.”  As she tells us in the opening lines of “On Traveling to Beautiful Places,” “Every day I’m looking for God/and I’m still finding him everywhere,/in the dust, in the flowerbeds.”  Since the only way I could tell you how glorious Oliver’s poetry is—how precise her imagery, how stirring her thought—would be to quote to you this entire short book, I invite you instead to read A Thousand Mornings yourself.



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