House of Light
Winner of a 1991 Christopher Award
Winner of the 1991 Boston Globe Lawrence L. Winship booklet Award
This number of poems by means of Mary Oliver once more invitations the reader to step around the threshold of normal lifestyles right into a global of ordinary and religious luminosity.
different BOOKS via MARY OLIVER Dream paintings American Primitive Twelve Moons The River Styx, Ohio and different Poems No Voyage and different Poems CHAPBOOKS drowsing within the wooded area The evening traveller For Molly Malone cook dinner CONTENTS a few QUESTIONS chances are you'll ASK MOCCASIN flora THE BUDDHA’S final guideline SPRING SINGAPORE THE HERMIT CRAB LILIES WINGS THE SWAN THE KINGFISHER INDONESIA “ICH BIN DER WELT ABHANDEN GEKOMMEN” TURTLE THE DEER THE LOON ON OAK-HEAD POND what's IT?.
Fuss, simply rises and floats away. WINGS I observed the heron poise like a department of white petals within the swamp, within the dust that lies like a glaze, within the water that swirls its faded panels of mirrored clouds; I observed the heron shaking its damp wings— after which I felt an explosion— a ache— additionally a happiness i will rarely point out as I slid unfastened— as I observed the realm via these yellow eyes— as I stood like that, rippling, less than the mottled sky of the night that was once starting to.
Happiness virtually past bearing. And now it turns its darkish eyes, it rearranges the clouds of its wings, it trails an complex webbed foot, the colour of charcoal. quickly will probably be the following. Oh, what shall I do whilst that poppy-colored beak rests in my hand? stated Mrs. Blake of the poet: I omit my husband’s corporation— he's so usually in paradise. in fact! the trail to heaven doesn’t lie down in flat miles. It’s within the mind's eye with that you understand this international, and the gestures.
Roses, and lemons, and their shining leaves? What in regards to the grass? MOCCASIN flora All my existence, to date, i've got enjoyed a couple of factor, together with the mossy hooves of goals, together with the spongy clutter lower than the tall bushes. In spring the moccasin plants succeed in for the crackling lick of the sunlight and burn down. occasionally, within the shadows, I see the hazy eyes, the lamb-lips of oblivion, its deep drowse, and that i can think a brand new not anything within the universe, the disheveled leaves.
And locations the solar within the sky in order that we may perhaps reside on this planet, one of the amazements, and the lion runs softly in the course of the airborne dirt and dust, and his eyes, less than the thick, animal lashes, are virtually gentle, and that i don’t be aware of while i've been so apprehensive, or so chuffed. THE TERNS The birds shrug off the slant air, they plunge into the ocean and vanish lower than the glassy edges of the water, after which come again, flying out of the waves, as white as snow, shaking themselves, shaking the little.