battlepoet reviewed Felicity by Mary Oliver
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5 stars
This book made me want to try writing more love poems.
Rest in peace, Mary Oliver.
81 pages
English language
Published Nov. 26, 2016
Felicity is a beautiful book of poems about love and the natural world arranged in three sections: The Journey, Love, and Felicity. Each section begins with a quote from Rumi. The book is a thought provoking and surprising read.
The poems are:
The Journey
Don’t Worry Walking to Indian River Roses Moments The World I Live In Do the Trees Speak? I Am Pleased to Tell You Leaves and Blossoms Along the Way I Wake Close to Morning Meadowlark The Wildest Storm Cobb Creek Nothing Is Too Small Not to Be Wondered About Whistling Swans Storage Humility For Tom Shaw S.S.J.E. That Tall Distance This Morning
Love
When Did It Happen? The First Day I Know Someone No, I’d Never Been to This Country I Did Think, Let’s Go About This Slowly This and That How Do I Love You? That Little Beast What This Is Not Everything That Was …
Felicity is a beautiful book of poems about love and the natural world arranged in three sections: The Journey, Love, and Felicity. Each section begins with a quote from Rumi. The book is a thought provoking and surprising read.
The poems are:
The Journey
Don’t Worry Walking to Indian River Roses Moments The World I Live In Do the Trees Speak? I Am Pleased to Tell You Leaves and Blossoms Along the Way I Wake Close to Morning Meadowlark The Wildest Storm Cobb Creek Nothing Is Too Small Not to Be Wondered About Whistling Swans Storage Humility For Tom Shaw S.S.J.E. That Tall Distance This Morning
Love
When Did It Happen? The First Day I Know Someone No, I’d Never Been to This Country I Did Think, Let’s Go About This Slowly This and That How Do I Love You? That Little Beast What This Is Not Everything That Was Broken Except for the Body Not Anyone Who Says The Pond Late Spring A House, or a Million Dollars I Don’t Want to Lose I Have Just Said The Gift
Felicity
A Voice from I Don’t Know Where
This book made me want to try writing more love poems.
Rest in peace, Mary Oliver.