Mary Oliver's Poems

Mary Oliver

Buddhists would like to claim Mary Oliver as one of their own. There are Christians and gnostics who may have equally strong feelings. The spiritual contingent of the women’s movement has an strong vote to make her one of their own, but so do many other poets and lovers of the English language. Her vision can hold all these viewpoints. The sensitivity of her inner search is in the lineage of Emily Dickinson and Edna St. Vincent Millay. As I listen to her spare eloquent language, I can feel its connection to the American heartland as well as the New England coast.

A few of Ms. Oliver’s poems:

I Want to Write Something So Simply
Lines Written in the Days of Growing Darkness
Night and the River
Reckless Poem

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