In Blackwater Woods Mary Oliver

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In Blackwater Woods Mary Oliver. To love what is mortal; Look, the trees are turning their own bodies into pillars of light, are giving off the rich fragrance of cinnamon and fulfillment, the long tapers of cattails are bursting and floating away over the blue shoulders of the ponds, and every pond, no matter what its name is, is nameless now.

To love what is mortal; Your own life depends on it; “in blackwater woods” by mary oliver, from american primitive.

“In Blackwater Woods” By Mary Oliver, From American Primitive.

Look, the trees are turning their own bodies into pillars of light, are giving off the rich fragrance of cinnamon and fulfillment, the long tapers of cattails are bursting and floating away over the blue shoulders of the ponds, and every pond, no matter what its name is, is nameless now. To love what is mortal; © back bay books, 1983.