Description
Maybe our world will grow kinder eventually.
Maybe the desire to make something beautiful
is the piece of God that is inside each of us.
In this stunning collection, Mary Oliver returns to the imagery that has defined her life’s work.
Herons, sparrows, owls and kingfishers flit across the page in meditations on love, artistry and impermanence. Whether considering a bird’s nest, the seeming patience of oak trees or the paintings of Franz Marc, Mary Oliver reminds us of the transformative power of attention and how much can be contained within the smallest moments.
Blue Horses asks what it truly means to belong to this world and to live in it attuned to all its changes. ‘To be human,’ she shows us, ‘is to sing your own song’.
Collected Poems and Drawings of Stevie Smith 
A Quarter of an Hour 
Penguin Book of Japanese Verse 
Pretend You Don't Know Me 
101 Poems About Childhood 
The Literary Supplement No. 10: Geopology Is Our Measure: Section IX from Chapter 6 of Book of the Cranberry Islands 
The Moon Before Morning 
The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova 
She Inserts the Key 
Selected Poems 
Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats 
Being Alive 
Words the Turtle Taught Me 
Strong in the Rain