Instructions for living a life:
Tell about it.
These words by American poet Mary Oliver helped motivate me to share my experiences through this website. Mary Oliver died this week, at age 83. Today I strolled through some of her poetry and re-discovered the beauty of her elegant writings. Here is one for you to enjoy.
BY MARY OLIVER
I go down to the edge of the sea.
How everything shines in the morning light!
The cusp of the whelk,
the broken cupboard of the clam,
the opened, blue mussels,
moon snails, pale pink and barnacle scarred—
and nothing at all whole or shut, but tattered, split,
dropped by the gulls onto the gray rocks and all the moisture gone.
It’s like a schoolhouse
of little words,
thousands of words.
First you figure out what each one means by itself,
the jingle, the periwinkle, the scallop
full of moonlight.
Then you begin, slowly, to read the whole story.
Source: Poetry (Poetry Foundation, 2003)