Thursday, January 17, 2019

MARY OLIVER ~

  







The Old Poets of China




Wherever I am, the world comes after me.

It offers me its busyness, it does not believe

that I do not want it. Now I understand

why the old poets of China went so far and high

into the mountains, then crept into the pale mist.



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Mary Oliver
1935 - 2019











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