"it is a serious thing // just to be alive / on this fresh morning / in this broken world."
"When I am alone I can become invisible. I can sit on the top of a dune as motionless as an uprise of weeds, until the foxes run by unconcerned. I can hear the almost unhearable sound of the roses singing."
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Source: Mary Oliver (2017). “Devotions: The Selected Poems of Mary Oliver”, p.71, Penguin
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