Oh Sumptuous moment/ Slower go/ That I may gloat on thee -// 'Twill never be the same to starve/ Now I abundance see -// Which was to famish, then or now -// The difference of Day/ Ask him unto the Gallows led -// With morning in the sky - Emily Dic...

Every morning/ the world/ is created./ Under the orange// sticks of the sun/ the heaped/ ashes of the night/ turn into leaves again// and fasten themselves to the high branches — / and the ponds appear/ like black cloth/ on which are painted island...

Worm Moon - Mary Oliver  1 In March the earth remembers its own name./ Everywhere the plates of snow are cracking./ The rivers begin to sing. In the sky// the winter stars are sliding away; new stars/ appear as, later, small blades of grai...

Song for AutumnMary Oliver Don’t you imagine the leaves dream nowhow comfortable it will be to touchthe earth instead of thenothingness of the air and the endlessfreshets of wind? And don’t you thinkthe trees, especially those withmossy hollow...