Would rather drink the wind - Mary Oliver "The Arrowhead"
Down from the heaven of leaves - Mary Oliver "At Black River"
The white and silky trumpet of nothing - Mary Oliver "At the Shore"
As if for the narrow path - Mary Oliver "Beans"
How the distances light up - Mary Oliver "Bear"
Though the blue jays carp and whistle - Mary Oliver "Black Oaks"
Without the push of wind - Mary Oliver "Black Oaks"
Let go of the wrists of idleness - Mary Oliver "Black Oaks"
The quick wrist of early summer - Mary Oliver "Black Snake This Time"
An empty skin for the mice to nibble - Mary Oliver "Black Snake This Time"
On the hundred hoops of its belly - Mary Oliver "Black Snake This Time"
Took nothing with it except faith - Mary Oliver "Black Swallowtail"
In the house of hearing - Mary Oliver "Bone"
Through its dark-knit glare - Mary Oliver "Bone"
Sift it down into fractions - Mary Oliver "Bone"
Play at the edges of knowing - Mary Oliver "Bone"
Like a million flowers on fire - Mary Oliver "The Buddha’s Last Instruction"
To learn the importance of stillness - Mary Oliver "Coming to God: First Days"
Song being born of quest - Mary Oliver "Daisies"
Suddenly assaulted with answers - Mary Oliver "Daisies"
Pale and narrow and hidden in the roots - Mary Oliver "Daisies"
The body of the night opens - Mary Oliver "The Deer"
Given only so many mornings - Mary Oliver "The Deer"
Like a red thirst - Mary Oliver "The Deer"
Hear the trees in their easy hours - Mary Oliver "Do the Trees Speak?"
The dark deer went running - Mary Oliver "Dogs"
Five dogs screaming at his flanks - Mary Oliver "Dogs"
Isn't just butter and good luck - Mary Oliver "Evening Star"
Through the raging flowers of the snow - Mary Oliver "Evening Star"
With dreams inside my eyes - Mary Oliver "Every Dog's Story"
Wasps sang at the windows - Mary Oliver "Flare"
A demon of frustrated dreams - Mary Oliver "Flare"
The iron thing they carried - Mary Oliver "Flare"
Open the dark fields of your mind - Mary Oliver "Flare"
Like the diligent leaves - Mary Oliver "Flare"
A black ant traveling briskly - Mary Oliver "Forty Years"
Saw the red fox asleep - Mary Oliver "Fox"
The music of dust and gravel - Mary Oliver "From the Book of Time"
Whose name was Earth - Mary Oliver "From the Book of Time"
Went down like a thousand roses - Mary Oliver "From the Book of Time"
The little hurricane of the hummingbird - Mary Oliver "From the Book of Time"
Count the roses, wrinkled and salt - Mary Oliver "From the Book of Time"
Their heaviness and their endless number - Mary Oliver "From the Book of Time"
Eternity is not later - Mary Oliver "From the Book of Time"
The salt of the stars - Mary Oliver "From the Book of Time"
The crown of the wind - Mary Oliver "From the Book of Time"
The beds of the clouds - Mary Oliver "From the Book of Time"
Be still, my soul, and steadfast - Mary Oliver "The Gift"
Deeply and without patience - Mary Oliver "The Gift"
The little murmurs of the broken blossoms - Mary Oliver "Goldenrod, Late Fall"
Ride the beautiful long spine of grammar - Mary Oliver "Gratitude"
In the rainfall of light - Mary Oliver "Gravel"
Rise in gauze and halos - Mary Oliver "Gravel"
The long black branches of other lives - Mary Oliver "Have You Ever Tried to Enter the Long Black Branches"
Over the dark acorn of your heart - Mary Oliver "Have You Ever Tried to Enter the Long Black Branches"
Sailing out of his house of straw - Mary Oliver "Have You Ever Tried to Enter the Long Black Branches"
The cranes crying out in the high clouds - Mary Oliver "Her Grave"
With his backbone of diamonds - Mary Oliver "Her Grave"
More ornaments of death - Mary Oliver “The Hermit Crab”
Close to the skim of honey - Mary Oliver "How Everything Adores Being Alive"
I am the pledge of emptiness that turned around - Mary Oliver "I am the one"
The cat with feathers under its tongue - Mary Oliver "I am the one"
Kissing me with its golden mouth - Mary Oliver "I don't want to live a small life"
The wind-winged clouds following - Mary Oliver "I don't want to live a small life"
In this world of hope and risk - Mary Oliver "I don't want to live a small life"
Asking to see God's identity papers - Mary Oliver "I Wake Close to Morning"
Keeping watch until we rise - Mary Oliver "I will try"
Like the clothes of our spirits - Mary Oliver “Ich Bin Der Welt Abhanden Gekommen”
My delicious dark happiness - Mary Oliver “Ich Bin Der Welt Abhanden Gekommen”
At what unknowable cost - Mary Oliver “Ich Bin Der Welt Abhanden Gekommen”
Nothing but what sits in the mind - Mary Oliver "If the philosopher is right"
That nothing exists fierce or soft - Mary Oliver "If the philosopher is right"
A voice in the weeds - Mary Oliver "'Just a minute,' said a voice ..."
Beauty can both shout and whisper - Mary Oliver "Leaves and Blossoms Along the Way"
In the wedge of the wind - Mary Oliver “Lilies”
From the deepest spurs of their being - Mary Oliver “Lilies Break Open Over the Dark Water”
Darkness enters the face of the lily - Mary Oliver "The Lily"
Even when there is no wind - Mary Oliver "The Lily"
With the patience of vegetables and saints - Mary Oliver "The Lily"
Married now to gravity - Mary Oliver "Lingering in Happiness"
From the offices of fear - Mary Oliver "Little Owl Who Lives in the Orchard"
And dragonflies if they happen - Mary Oliver "Little Owl Who Lives in the Orchard"
Across the marshlands of my heart - Mary Oliver "Little Owl Who Lives in the Orchard"
In the gallery of important things - Mary Oliver "Little Owl Who Lives in the Orchard"
Look under the sun's brass - Mary Oliver "Little Summer Poem Touching the Subject of Faith"
And the mystery hidden in dirt - Mary Oliver "Little Summer Poem Touching the Subject of Faith"
When the fly hesitates - Mary Oliver "Look Again"
Delicate uplifts of dust-colored skin - Mary Oliver "Look Again"
The plunge back into the shadows - Mary Oliver "Looking for Snakes"
Your own vanishing song - Mary Oliver "The Loon on Oak-Head Pond"
Adored every blossom - Mary Oliver "Luke"
Only so many precious hours - Mary Oliver "Luna"
And a reputation for death - Mary Oliver "Maker of All Things, Even Healings"
A message so absolute - Mary Oliver "Maker of All Things, Even Healings"
The quick white summer rain - Mary Oliver "Maples"
And the shine isn't just pennies - Mary Oliver "Maples"
After the multitude was fed - Mary Oliver "Maybe"
In the terrible debris of progress - Mary Oliver "Meadowlark Sings and I Greet Him in Return"
Learning to be astonished - Mary Oliver "Messenger"
A needle in a haystack of light - Mary Oliver "Mindful"
Prayers that are made out of glass - Mary Oliver "Mindful"
A new nothing in the universe - Mary Oliver "Moccasin Flowers"
Enter the fire of the world - Mary Oliver "Moccasin Flowers"
Into the floor of darkness - Mary Oliver "Moccasin Flowers"
Nothing more pathetic than caution - Mary Oliver "Moments"
The ocean empties its pockets - Mary Oliver "Morning Walk"
The long, tangled ornateness of seaweed - Mary Oliver "Morning Walk"
From the dry bowl of the very far past - Mary Oliver "Mornings at Blackwater"
The harbor of your longing - Mary Oliver "Mornings at Blackwater"
Tossed the white moon upward - Mary Oliver "Nature"
In the sudden fire of its mouth - Mary Oliver "Night and the River"
Whose other name is rain - Mary Oliver "Not This, Not That"
Swirling back from darkness - Mary Oliver "The Notebook"
The last roses of the sunset - Mary Oliver "The Notebook"
In the baskets of the wind - Mary Oliver "November"
Followed our long shadows back - Mary Oliver "November"
To the gates of April - Mary Oliver "November"
Shut tight, without dreams - Mary Oliver "Now comes the long blue cold"
In the tree of my heart - Mary Oliver "Now comes the long blue cold"
In the heart inexplicable - Mary Oliver "Now comes the long blue cold"
Through the hinterlands of justice - Mary Oliver "The Oak Tree at the Entrance to Blackwater Pond"
The angels of our imagination - Mary Oliver "Of Goodness"
With their gifts of replenishment - Mary Oliver "Of Goodness"
His throat full of song - Mary Oliver "Of Goodness"
Now carry my revelation with you - Mary Oliver "Of Love"
Or the sun which was the first - Mary Oliver "Of Love"
The bundles of harsh, beneficent rain - Mary Oliver "One"
All winds blow cold at last - Mary Oliver "The Orchard"
In the great, black packet of time - Mary Oliver "The Orchard"
To both sides of the knife - Mary Oliver "The Osprey"
Death too is a carpenter - Mary Oliver "Pilot Snake"
Flashes like a star and is gone - Mary Oliver "Pilot Snake"
Your hands passing over the world - Mary Oliver "Pipefish"
Each of us wears a shadow - Mary Oliver "The Pond"
Dressed in snowflakes - Mary Oliver "Praise"
By dark, godforsaken inches - Mary Oliver "Rain, Tree, Thunder and Lightning"
The wheels of the wind - Mary Oliver "Rain, Tree, Thunder and Lightning"
The heels of the clouds - Mary Oliver "Rain, Tree, Thunder and Lightning"
So hungry and so many - Mary Oliver "Red Bird"
Because the heart narrows - Mary Oliver "Red Bird"
Of the inexplicable beauty of heaven - Mary Oliver "Red Bird Explains Himself"
I will adore salt - Mary Oliver "Rhapsody"
Dress myself in desolation - Mary Oliver "Rhapsody"
Sigh as the tide rises - Mary Oliver "Riprap"
And again a thousand opportunities - Mary Oliver "Riprap"
Which part of the dream is me - Mary Oliver "Riprap"
Accomplished somewhere among strangers - Mary Oliver "A River Far Away and Long Ago"
Their factories of sweetness - Mary Oliver "Roses, Late Summer"
Their labor no adversity to the spirit - Mary Oliver "Self-Portrait"
Wisdom in the agitated motions of the mind - Mary Oliver "Seven White Butterflies"
Seven dancer floating even as worms - Mary Oliver "Seven White Butterflies"
Deliver themselves unto the universe - Mary Oliver "Seven White Butterflies"
The collation of all the hours we have known - Mary Oliver "Shelley"
As circular as hope - Mary Oliver "Snake"
Built of loneliness and its consequences - Mary Oliver "The Snow Cricket"
The theater of their perfect faces - Mary Oliver "The Snow Cricket"
In the black, polished water - Mary Oliver "Some Herons"
For the white blossoms, and the secrecy - Mary Oliver "Someday"
In such shining obedience - Mary Oliver "Someday"
And the ants are delighted - Mary Oliver "Someday"
Out of the uncombed morning - Mary Oliver "Something"
What to call this sharpest desire - Mary Oliver "Something"
The egg case of an ocean shell - Mary Oliver "Something"
One more sweet-as-honey answer - Mary Oliver "Something"
The sweet, electric drowse of creation - Mary Oliver "Sometimes"
The deep bells of thunder - Mary Oliver "Sometimes"
Fell down the side of the maple tree - Mary Oliver "Spring"
Against the silence of the trees - Mary Oliver "Spring"
Friends with the hard white stars - Mary Oliver "Stars"
The wind roused up in the oak trees - Mary Oliver "Stars"
A hundred thousand pure contraltos - Mary Oliver "Stars"
Even as the stars have twirled - Mary Oliver "Stars"
One hot sentence after another - Mary Oliver "Stars"
Not a single twinge of the heart - Mary Oliver "Storage"
More room in your heart for love - Mary Oliver "Storage"
Safe in their rafts of sleep - Mary Oliver "Straight Talk from Fox"
Your one wild and precious life - Mary Oliver "The Summer Day"
Graced as it is with the ordinary - Mary Oliver "Summer Morning"
An unforgettable fury of light - Mary Oliver "Sunrise"
In the familiar fabric of dawn - Mary Oliver "Sunrise"
One of the ways to enter fire - Mary Oliver "Sunrise"
In the press of blazing electricity - Mary Oliver "That Sweet Flute John Clare"
Where the stars are dressed in light - Mary Oliver "That Tall Distance"
The passionate hands of the sun - Mary Oliver "That Tall Distance"
Like the first fair water - Mary Oliver "There you were, and it was like spring"
Has no final measure - Mary Oliver "There you were, and it was like spring"
Just long enough for us to be astonished - Mary Oliver "There you were, and it was like spring"
A part of the untouchable clouds - Mary Oliver "There you were, and it was like spring"
Know nothing about the sky - Mary Oliver "This Morning"
Into the impossible trees - Mary Oliver "This Morning I Watched the Deer"
The dark pinprick well of sweetness - Mary Oliver "This World"
Instead of being locked up in gold - Mary Oliver "This World"
The crisp flight and the buzzing bliss - Mary Oliver "Three Songs: 3"
Standing in their beloved water - Mary Oliver "Walking to Indian River"
Two fleas under the wing of a gull - Mary Oliver "West Wind 1"
Ten loops of honeysuckle - Mary Oliver "West Wind 1"
Not worth a bent penny - Mary Oliver "West Wind 2"
If light had a mouth and a tongue - Mary Oliver "West Wind 3"
If the sky had a throat - Mary Oliver "West Wind 3"
Quick as thistles - Mary Oliver "West Wind 3"
Burning down like a wild needle - Mary Oliver "West Wind 4"
Puddled in lamplight at your midnight desk - Mary Oliver "West Wind 6"
The burning mouth of the wind - Mary Oliver "West Wind 6"
Under the gray waves' spinning threshold - Mary Oliver "West Wind 8"
The brambles in their places - Mary Oliver "West Wind 9"
From under a thumb of bark - Mary Oliver "West Wind 10"
Like a hundred bolts of lace - Mary Oliver "West Wind 13"
The black fingerprint of the rain - Mary Oliver "What Is It"
The patience of trees in the wind - Mary Oliver "What is the greatest gift"
With its sweet clamor of passion - Mary Oliver "What is the greatest gift"
Married to amazement - Mary Oliver "When Death Comes"
The heart has a dungeon - Mary Oliver "Where are you?"
Burns like a pillar of gold - Mary Oliver "Where Does the Dance Begin, Where Does It End?"
To the white feet of the trees - Mary Oliver "Where Does the Dance Begin, Where Does It End?"
Some shining coil of wind - Mary Oliver "Where Does the Temple Begin, Where Does It End?"
No proof of the soul - Mary Oliver "Whistling Swans"
The wind-bird with its white eyes - Mary Oliver "White-eyes"
Hold us in the great hands of light - Mary Oliver "Why I Wake Early"
The clear pebbles of the rain - Mary Oliver "Wild Geese"
No one owns the hearts of birds - Mary Oliver "Winter and the Nuthatch"
A conscience that never blinks - Mary Oliver "With the Blackest of Inks"
The difference between water and stone - Mary Oliver "Work"
Lilies turning from the wind - Mary Oliver "Work"
In the universe of leaves - Mary Oliver "Work"
Except in the splurge of roses - Mary Oliver "Work"
Fold grief like a blanket - Mary Oliver "Work"
Also a deliberate music - Mary Oliver "Work"
In the orderly house of reasons and proof - Mary Oliver "The World I Live In"
Only if there are angels in your head - Mary Oliver "The World I Live In"
Instantly beautiful to the bees - Mary Oliver "Writing Poems"
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