mary oliver quotes exams

Every morning.... (morning poem)

/the world/is created

if your spirit....(morning poem)

carries...the thorn...heavier than lead/if its all you can do/to keep trudging

somewhere deep.... (morning poem)

within you/a beast shouting that the earth/is exactly what it wanted

you do.....(wild geese)

not have to be good/you do not have to walk on your knees...repenting

you only...(wild geese)

have to let the soft animal of you body/love what it loves

whoever you are...(wild geese)

the world offers itself to your imagination...announcing your place/in the family of things

died in...(the fish)

the slow pouring off/of rainbows

now the sea/...(the fish)

is in me: i am the fish, the fish/glitters in me

out of pain....(the fish)

and more pain/we feed this feverish plot, we are nourished by the mystery.

trudging the long/...(robert schumann)

road down through madness towards death

everywhere in the world...(robert schumann)

his music explodes out of itself, as he/could not

how the mind...(robert schumann)

clings to the road it knows...sticking like lint to the familiar

my father...(a visitor)

returns/on the darkest of nights...and knocks wildly at the door

his waxy...(a visitor)

face...swollen with bitterness

i saw what...(a visitor)

love might have done/had we loved in time

the trees...(UHB)

on the hospital law/are lush and thriving

my life without...(UHB)

you/would be a place of parched and broken trees

the silence/...(UHB)

continues deep and neutral/as i stand there loving you

millions of powerful...(ghosts)

bawling beasts/lay down and died

in the book...(ghosts)

of the earth it is written: nothing can die

have you...(ghosts)

noticed?/how the immense circles still/stubbornly...mark the grass

a sharp...(OOTT)

iron hoof/ at the center of my mind

OOTT are all you need...(OOTT)

some deep/memory of pleasure, some cutiing/knowledge of pain

the butterfly...said...(OOTT)

dont love your life/too much

look, the trees...(IBW)

are turning/their own bodies/into pillars/of light

everything i have ever learned/...(IBW)

in my lifetime/leads back to this; the fires/and the black river of loss

and when...(IBW)

the time comes to let it go

looking/for death/...(vultures)

to eat it/to make it vanish/to make of it the miracle:/resurrection

the earths/...(vultures)

appetite, the unending/waterfalls of change

however ultimately sweet/...(vultures)

the huddle of death to fuel/those powerful wings