Tag Archives: Mary Oliver

the passing of all shining things

e.e. cummings has a dialogue with Shelley’s “Ode to the West Wind” in his own poem about autumn. I include Frost and Oliver in the reflection as well.

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If You Find Joy, Give in to It

End your week on an upbeat note with Mary Oliver’s “Don’t Hesitate.”

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Add the Climate to a Week of Disasters

Mary Oliver’s poem on climate change mixes wonder and sadness.

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Out of Black Ponds, Water Lillies

“Morning Poem” works as an Easter poem because every morning, as Oliver sees it, is a mini-resurrection.

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Maybe Death Is as Soft as Feathers

In her poem “White Owl Flies Into and Out of the Field,” Mary Oliver finds a reassuring image of death.

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Lit as a Life Survival Kit

When I teach literature, I emphasize application first, interpretation second.

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Let Love Clasp Grief Lest Both Be Drown’d

When death strikes, poetry is there to sustain us.

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Diving into May Flowers

An Oliver poem and a Murdoch observation for the month of May.

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Feeding This Feverish Plot

Mary Oliver’s “Fish” may be her interpretation of the post-Resurrection story of Jesus eating boiled fish.

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