The poem The Journey arrived in my life shortly before I made the decision to leave a 34 year marriage.
#The journey poem full
The poet wants life to be full of goals which inspires people to be focused. She read them the way I hear them when I read them, simple, direct, without drama, the only emotion that which rose off the words themselves. Henry Van Dyke has depicted a life of adventures, quests and dreams in his poem. I remember thinking she read her poems just the right way. We exchanged a few words and I dissolved into the crowd around her. Louis waiting to get some of my old, dog-eared volumes of hers signed. Some years later I stood in line with a crowd after a reading she’d done here in St. She was there to visit one of the monks who was a good friend of hers. I met her twice: the first time at an Anglican monastery in Cambridge, Massachusets when I was there on retreat in 1997.
#The journey poem how to
She has been a guide for me over the years teaching me how to truly see the world, to slow down in it, to rejoice in the simple wild things around us. Jan, thank you for this beautiful tribute to Mary Oliver. What she created mattered and will live on. I am ever grateful for the legacy this gentle soul has left any who choose to read her work. She did not end up simply having visited this world. A follow up to the successful 52 Ways of Looking at a Poem, this new anthology gives you sixty wise and wonderful poems about life and suggests ways of. And I replied, that’s because she is a poet who spoke for and to us all and will continue to do so. When her death made the national and international news, my husband remarked how astonishing that someone who was not a rock star, nor a sports celebrity, should be so noticed and celebrated. As she herself said, she “ made a world out of words”. Her observations on the natural world were a doorway, as an urbanite, to a place I often longed to go her words took me there. She used direct, accessible language, a hallmark for me of poems I love, and hers were a subtle and often not-so-subtle influence in my own writing. Over the years, I immersed myself in her poetry, always finding new ones to delight and surprise and challenge me. I spoke it often and her voice became my own. It gave me courage and encouragement to do the only thing you could do. It spoke so powerfully to me of the way we each find our own way in the world.
The first poem I learned by heart and one of the first of hers I encountered twenty-some years ago was The Journey. I am saddened by today’s news of the death of the inestimable Mary Oliver and am moved to honour her in my own way.
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