Description
I go down to the shore in the morning
and depending on the hour the waves
are rolling in or moving out,
and I say, oh, I am miserable,
what shall–
what should I do? And the sea says
in its lovely voice:
Excuse me, I have work to do.
Whether studying the leaves of a tree or mourning her treasured dog Percy, Mary Oliver is beautifully open to the teachings contained within the smallest of moments. In A Thousand Mornings she explores, with startling clarity, humour and kindness, the mysteries of our daily experience.







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Macavity
The Silvering
The Edge of Necessary
What Rhymes with Sneeze?
101 Poems About Childhood
Hansel and Gretel
Insistence
Snaring Heaven
This Is Yarrow
Negative Space
Strong in the Rain
Comic Poems
Milk and Honey
Floss
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