Mary Oliver

While reading the Mary Oliver poems I thought about how descriptive she is in her writing, explaining in great detail, painting a scene for you to see. Maybe she did this on purpose, or she does it naturally. My favorite one that I read today was titled "Mockingbirds" It was different from something I would normally read. Most people write about love or depression. Or both in the same one. This in it's way was about love, but it wasn't for a companion, it was for the Gods. "to two strangers who were,it soon appeared,not men at all,but gods.It is my favorite story--how the old couple had almost nothing to give but their willingness to be attentive--but for this alone the gods loved them"

From the same poem (Mockingbirds), my favorite part was ..."Wherever it was I was supposed to be this morning--whatever it was I said I would be doing--I was standing at the edge of the field--I was hurrying through my own soul,opening its dark doors--I was leaning out;I was listening." obviously she wasn't talking about literally hanging out her window, but it was exploring things in her mind about everything. Meaning.