Mary Oliver: The Sun
Have you ever seen
anything
in your life
more wonderful
than the way the sun,
every evening,
relaxed and easy,
floats toward the horizon
and into the clouds or the hills,
or the rumpled sea,
and is gone–
and how it slides again
out of the blackness,
every morning,
on the other side of the world,
like a red flower...
Have you ever seen
anything
in your life
more wonderful
than the way the sun,
every evening,
relaxed and easy,
floats toward the horizon
and into the clouds or the hills,
or the rumpled sea,
and is gone–
and how it slides again
out of the blackness,
every morning,
on the other side of the world,
like a red flower...
Full poem here: http://www.phys.unm.edu/~tw/fas/yits/archive/oliver_thesun.html
Pic: Sunset on my way home. Despite everything, the beauty of our world is just so breathtaking...
5 comments:
perfect picture for this poem
I love Mary Oliver!
Nice poem
Nice photo.
Mary Oliver is really a contemporary poet whose work will last, isn't she?
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