spring blossoms + mary oliver’s poem “mindful”

Apple Blossoms Medium Format Film

The other morning I had the “pleasure” of having my teeth cleaned – when I was walking back to my little car I noticed the prettiest pale pink blossoms across the street at the bank. I had three shots left on a roll of film from the weekend’s wedding…Needless to say, I had found a proper candidate for finishing the film….and am so happy I took the time to do it {even though I did get strange looks from passerby’s }

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Mindful by Mary Oliver

Every day
I see or hear
something
that more or less

kills me
with delight,
that leaves me
like a needle
in the haystack
of light.
It was what I was born for –
to look, to listen,

to lose myself
inside this soft world –
to instruct myself
over and over

in joy,
and acclamation.
Nor am I talking
about the exceptional,

the fearful, the dreadful,
the very extravagant –

but of the ordinary,
the common, the very drab,

the daily presentations.
Oh, good scholar,
I say to myself,
how can you help

but grow wise
with such teachings
as these –
the untrimmable light

of the world,
the ocean’s shine,
the prayers that are made
out of grass?

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Anyone have any recommendations for poets? Honestly, Mary Oliver is one of the few that I truly admire and can understand ❤ {and yes, I also do like Jewel’s book of poems…even though, apparently, I should not admit that in writing}. xx

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