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Sunday, April 11, 2010

enjoying this

Wild Geese

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your bodylove what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting — over and over announcing your place in the family of things.

Mary Oliver

i am overdue
for a yearly recap and reflection, but today will not be the day for that. just enjoying some nice music to myself, a little blog hopping {would we call that stalking?} and trying to be a less-lame female today. i think my cloud is finally lifting. hope you enjoyed the poem as much as i did.
happy sunday.

4 comments:

Jessica said...

Thanks for the poem. I read it recently somewhere (probably during blog stalking (hopping?)), and really liked it.

Have a good week.

Shawn said...

I hope you haven't had that cloud too long and I'm glad it is lifting. Very nice poem.

YOU COULD NEVER BE A LAME FEMALE, silly girl.

Love you.

Meg said...

Cute little Liv. Happy Sunday to you too, though right now it is 6:39 am on Monday and ELyza is keeping me awake instead of letting us all sleep in till 8:30 like she usually does. Blurg.
Lame Female. Love it. What exactly does that entail?

Lola said...

oh shawn, wish it were true. =)

meg, that's the first thing i noticed when i checked my email while lying in bed this morning. comment from megan at 4:41am (my time, obviously). poor lady.

oh being my lame female self. everytime i go pre-menstral i kind of turn into a giant beast. seriously, it's like something inside me turns on a switch and then i turn on everyone else. it's not pretty and all should run for the hills if they know what's good for them....still missing you a lot. cheap flights on jetblue. k and i are in discussions.