Debby

When the Roses Speak, I Pay Attention

“As long as we are able to
be extravagant we will be
hugely and damply
extravagant. Then we will drop
foil by foil to the ground. This
is our unalterable task, and we do it
joyfully.”

And they went on. “Listen
the heart-shackles are not, as you think,
death, illness, pain
unrequited hope, not loneliness, but

lassitude, rue, vainglory, fear, anxiety
selfishness.”

Their fragrance all the while rising
from their blind bodies, making me
spin with joy.

Mary Oliver in Thirst

I offered to send a friend poems of strength. I love Mary Oliver and find succor in almost all her poems. I just bought her new book Thirst and think it is stunning.




	Debby My Journal Home Get Email Updates Admin Password Remember Me 1108963 Curiosities served Share on Facebook				2007-11-09 1:01 PM When the Roses Speak, I Pay Attention Previous Entry :: Next Entry Read/Post Comments (2) When the Roses Speak, I Pay Attention “As long as we are able to be extravagant we will be hugely and damply extravagant. Then we will drop foil by foil to the ground. This is our unalterable task, and we do it joyfully.” And they went on. “Listen the heart-shackles are not, as you think, death, illness, pain unrequited hope, not loneliness, but lassitude, rue, vainglory, fear, anxiety selfishness.” Their fragrance all the while rising from their blind bodies, making me spin with joy. Mary Oliver in Thirst I offered to send a friend poems of strength. I love Mary Oliver and find succor in almost all her poems. I just bought her new book Thirst and think it is stunning. Read/Post Comments (2) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top