". . .and the world cannot be discovered by a journey of miles, no matter how long, but only by a spiritual journey, a journey of one inch, very arduous and humbling and JOYFUL, by which we arrive at the ground at our own feet, and learn to be at home."
I love Mary Oliver thank you for posting this – with ease of language she was and is able to bring a remarkable empathic response to her poetry. I read her and her books on writing. She was loved her work I hope will linger on as poetry seems so much less important these days. But maybe one good thing to come out of this bad time in our history is the time to think and write. Maybe we’ll find our next Mary Oliver? One can hope.
I adore her poetry Ilene – she was the first poet I really “got” Reading her opened the doors for me to a love of poetry – we are lucky to have such a body of work from her that will live on now that she is gone