When I am among the trees,
especially the willows and the honey locust,
equally the beech, the oaks, and the pines,
they give off such hints of gladness,
I would almost say they they save me, and daily.
-- Mary Oliver
Thursday, December 31, 2015
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I have been reading Mary Oliver since first learning about her from you, Indira. Her poems go deep.
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