Heart to Heart

Poem: Patience ~ Mary Oliver

We don’t know that we can love Mary Oliver anymore.  Just as the temperatures rise in these parts, and schools let fly the children they’ve nurtured and shaped over the past year, and the zig zag of traffic reminds us that summer is here and we are moving more.  This is a poem that reminds us to pay attention again and bask in the richness that this season provides.

We know our windows are open…inviting in the fresh summer air.


Mary Oliver

What is the good life now? Why,
look here, consider
the moon’s white crescent

rounding, slowly, over the half month to still another
perfect circle —

the shining eye
that lightens the hills,
that lays down the shadows

of the branches of the trees,
the summons the flowers
to open their sleepy faces and look up

into the heavens.
I used to hurry everywhere,
and leaped over the running creaks.

There wasn’t
time enough for all the wonderful things
I could think of to do

in a single day.  Patience
comes to the bones
before it takes root in the heart

as another good idea.
I say this
as I stand in the woods

and study the patterns
of the moon shadows,
or stroll down into the waters

that now, late summer, have also
caught the fever, and hardly move
from one eternity to another.

2 Responses

  1. Vicky June 7, 2013 12:06 pmReply

    I have been reading poetry a lot lately. I even perused through some of my old journals for some penned by me. I love the way poetry tells stories and magnifies moments so precisely, simmering our minds to our hearts. I like the weekly poem. keep’em coming

    • admin June 10, 2013 10:58 amReply

      Oh Vicky…perhaps you might like to share!?

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