Yesterday, Mary Oliver posted a bit of her poem, ” Mockingbirds,” on Facebook. The Atlantic featured it on April 30 as the poem of the day but as Oliver pointed out, a poem can be the poem of the day on any day. Indeed.
in the green field
were spinning and tossing
the white ribbons
of their songs
into the air.
I had nothing
better to do
My mother taught me listening but it was decades before I heard her. Now, I wonder if I ever have anything better to do.
*For the rest of the poem, please click here.
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So refreshing. I love Mary Oliver too 💛
She is refreshing. I just noticed I neglected to post the link to the rest of her poem but have corrected that now.
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