Mary your poem is lovely. 💜 We’ve travelled south from Maine to Boston for doctor appointments. And I’m marveling at all the wee blooms: the first purple crocuses, drifts of snowdrops, pink hellebores…and when we return to Maine, I’ll try to remember to go with the flow…and watch patiently for the first green sprouts to emerge. 🌱💕
Listening to your audio version, as soon as I heard the words "softest of mornings" my mind flew to Mary Oliver's poem, which I memorized last year. Your rendition is lovely! I cherish encounters with herons. Spring will come... In the meantime, we'll go with the flow ;-)
Oh, I love the poem. It is lyrical and a beautiful response to grief. I also share your deepest disappointment about the ridiculous extension of winter, not for the sake of a garden, but for how the sun alleviates my depression better than anything.
Mary, I resonate with all of this, and your poem especially touched me. Two Mary Oliver poems—“Love Sorrow” and “Heavy” have been companions to me in waves of grief. Love your way on this cold March afternoon 💗
I love your pictures of the beautiful Spokane River blanketed in snow. And I also loved your poem embracing how painful experiences form us -- in ways that can be healing and powerful if we can create space to sit with the emotions rather than resist them.
Mary your poem is lovely. 💜 We’ve travelled south from Maine to Boston for doctor appointments. And I’m marveling at all the wee blooms: the first purple crocuses, drifts of snowdrops, pink hellebores…and when we return to Maine, I’ll try to remember to go with the flow…and watch patiently for the first green sprouts to emerge. 🌱💕
Safe travels! Lovely thoughts!
Listening to your audio version, as soon as I heard the words "softest of mornings" my mind flew to Mary Oliver's poem, which I memorized last year. Your rendition is lovely! I cherish encounters with herons. Spring will come... In the meantime, we'll go with the flow ;-)
I love the idea of memorizing a favorite poem. 💜
Exercises my brain along with my joy :-)
Thanks Joni! I’m so glad you are enjoying the audio.
Oh, I love the poem. It is lyrical and a beautiful response to grief. I also share your deepest disappointment about the ridiculous extension of winter, not for the sake of a garden, but for how the sun alleviates my depression better than anything.
Thanks Tess. I appreciate your kind words, and I hope the sun continues to find you. 🤗
Your poem was absolutely beautiful 🧡
Yesterday was a full hustle day for me, today I hope to be like my cats, find a sunny spot and relax
Thank you Sonbol. I love the idea of being like your cats. I hope it worked out for you.
Mary, I resonate with all of this, and your poem especially touched me. Two Mary Oliver poems—“Love Sorrow” and “Heavy” have been companions to me in waves of grief. Love your way on this cold March afternoon 💗
Thanks Claire. I will go and reread those poems tomorrow. I love Mary Oliver so much.
Beautiful poems! Thank you for the reminder to slow down and savor what’s in front of us.
Thanks for reading. Savor is such a good word. I have been making savory oatmeal every weekend, and I think it reminds me to go slow.
Oh! Your poem! thank you, Mary.
Thank you Verna! I’m so glad you liked it. 😊
I love your pictures of the beautiful Spokane River blanketed in snow. And I also loved your poem embracing how painful experiences form us -- in ways that can be healing and powerful if we can create space to sit with the emotions rather than resist them.
Thanks for reading Vanessa. We live in such a pretty place.
Loved both poems so much Hope everyone has a beautiful Sunday
Thank you! I hope you had a beautiful Sunday too!