Thursday, March 19, 2015

from five a.m. in the pinewoods, by mary oliver

"... This
is not a poem about a dream,
though it could be.

This is a poem about the world
that is ours, or could be."

from Five a.m. in the Pinewoods, by Mary Oliver
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