The Old Poets of China
Mary Oliver's poetry rings my bell and touches my spirit! The following is from the volume "Why I Wake Early".
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.
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.
posted by Paul at 7:49 PM
1 Comments:
She is so good!
Thank you, Paul.
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