Still need a gift for a poetry lover on your Christmas list? Here’s my recommendation, via The Banner:
Longtime fans of Oliver’s work will recognize the same patient, lyrical pilgrim who is grateful to be alive, ready to be astonished, and “full of earth-praise.” Nature enthusiasts will surely be drawn in by her imagery of black oaks, blazing sunflowers, redbirds, and sheep that “[honor] the grass/by eating it.” Yet these are also works of spiritual exploration where questions of human purpose and sacred meaning are equally chased. “Every day I’m still looking for God/and I’m still finding him everywhere,/in the dust, in the flowerbeds./Certainly the oceans,” she says. It is an honor and a joy to journey with this master. (Penguin)
I love Mary Oliver. Thanks
Shared on my FB Bookclubbers group, thank you:)
Although a Midwesterner by birth, Oliver’s work is not dissimilar to some of the Pacific Northwest poets from whom I’ve been gulping down deep draughts these days. Alas, the world seems filled with astoundingly gifted contemporary, female poets. Thanks be to God.