My work is loving the world 💚



by Mary Oliver

My work is loving the world.
Here the sunflowers, there the hummingbird—
          equal seekers of sweetness.
Here the quickening yeast; there the blue plums.
Here the clam deep in the speckled sand.

Are my boots old? Is my coat torn?
Am I no longer young, and still not half-perfect? Let me
          keep my mind on what matters,
which is my work,

which is mostly standing still and learning to be
The phoebe, the delphinium.
The sheep in the pasture, and the pasture.
Which is mostly rejoicing, since all the ingredients are here,

which is gratitude, to be given a mind and a heart
          and these body-clothes,
a mouth with which to give shouts of joy
          to the moth and the wren, to the sleepy dug-up clam,
telling them all, over and over, how it is
          that we live forever.

photo Rose Cook

Very happy that The High Window poetry magazine is out, with some of my poems in it


via The High Window: Issue 10 Summer 2018


The Poets

Alice Allen  •  Peter BransonJohn CassidyRose Cook •  Gareth Culshaw  Marie Dullaghan  Jonathan Edwards Mike Farren  • Pete Green  • Carl Griffin  • Dominic James  • Tess Jolley  • Angelica KriklerJuliet Lacey  •  Edward Lee •  Gill McEvoy •   Robert OkajiWilliam Oxley  •  Andrew Parkin  •  Darren Ryder Mark RussellKaterina Štruncová  • David Stuart  • Cedric WattsHelen May Williams  • James Wood