The Spirit of the Ainu
Lori Field exhibition

Bird_girls_2Due to last week's story on crows, I still have the birds on my mind...

...specifically, this poem by Mary Oliver.

In another poem, she writes:

Drive down any road,

take a train or an airplane
across the world, leave
your old life behind,

die and be born again~
wherever you arrive
they'll be there first,

glossy and rowdy
and indistinguishable.
The deep muscle of the world.

-- from "Crows" (New and Selected Poems, Beacon Press, 1992)

 


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Oh! I've been devouring her "Thirst" as a prayer book for the last couple weeks. It's by my bedside & she is a new favourite.

My roommate picked up the copy of The Armless Maiden you gave me, and it saved her relationship. She made her boy read it too. Thank you for bringing so much healing & hope into the world.

Thank you for the kind words, Andrea. Here are two Mary Oliver poems for your roommate:

"Flare" -- http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/flare/

"The Journey" -- http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-journey/

Ah - this is why I found a link on my site from yours - so glad you found this poem on 'a small stone', I'd completely forgotten I'd posted it or even had it up in my office. Here's the one currently in its place...

After Reading Tu Fu, I Go Outside to the Dwarf Orchard

East of me, west of me, full summer.
How deeper than elsewhere the dusk is in your own yard.
Birds fly back and forth across the lawn
looking for home
As night drifts up like a little boat.

Day after day, I become of less use to myself.
Like this mockingbird,
I flit from one thing to the next.
What do I have to look forward to at fifty-four?
Tomorrow is dark.
Day-after-tomorrow is darker still.

The sky dogs are whimpering.
Fireflies are dragging the hush of evening
up from the damp grass.
Into the world's tumult, into the chaos of every day,
Go quietly, quietly.

Charles Wright

Thank you, I've passed them onto her. I actually superimposed "The Journey" over a Chinese painting of 100 Birds, and turned it into my desktop when I first determined to depart Portland, and make my life anew in Seattle. It still gives me strength, a month later. I am praying your journey finds a homecoming soon.

"glossy and rowdy
and indistinguishable.
The deep muscle of the world."

That is fantastic!!!

I was hoping to win your "bird girls" drawing when it was offered as one of the prizes for the KGB Reading Series fund-raiser last month. Someone else was lucky enough to get it however. Rats.

I was hoping to win your "bird girls" drawing when it was offered as one of the prizes for the KGB Reading Series fund-raiser last month. Someone else was lucky enough to get it however. Rats.

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