poetry post: in this time of coming spring

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 body
love 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

Listen to Mary Oliver read the above poem here, and to the whole podcast (which includes this reading and others) with her as the guest on Krista Tippet’s radio program here.

Two more things: 1.) This episode of On Being featuring Mary Oliver is titled “Mary Oliver – Listening to the World;” the book I am currently using for short, daily readings is titled Listening to Your Life: Daily Meditations with Frederick Buechner ; I always find those sort of parallel/crossovers delightful and intriguing. And 2.) Q: How does one go about getting Krista Tippet’s job?! (Or one very much like it.)


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