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Saturday, October 2, 2021

Poem: Mary Oliver, You Might See an Angel Anytime

You might see an angel anytime
and anywhere. Of course you have
to open your eyes to a kind of
second level, but it’s not really
hard. The whole business of
what’s reality and what isn’t has
never been solved and probably
never will be. So I don’t care to
be too definite about anything.
I have a lot of edges called Perhaps
and almost nothing you can call
Certainty. For myself, but not
for other people. That’s a place
you just can’t get into, not
entirely anyway, other people’s

I’ll just leave you with this.

1 comment:

  1. Mary Oliver wrote so many lovely poems, thanks for sharing this one. I posted about her poem about a donkey a few months ago.