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’.







Plash Mill
Hansel and Gretel
Gold from the Stone
Dog Poems
A Colomber in the House of Poesy
Milk and Honey
Ten Bedtime Poems (Volume Two) (Edited by Germaine Greer)
Wolf Tongue: Sel. Poems 1965-2000
Somewhere Else Entirely
The Handle of the Door