Attentive to and delighting in her surroundings, Mary Oliver lived a life writing astonishing poetry

In her poem, Sometimes (pt 4 of 7), Mary Oliver teaches us how to live a life — especially as a poet — in 3 short, powerful sentences.

4.
Instructions for living a life:
Pay attention.
Be astonished.
Tell about it.
Sometimes” by Mary Oliver from Red Bird. © Beacon Press, 2008.

Mary Oliver exemplified this essential message in her poem, Mindful.

Everyday
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?
“Mindful” by Mary Oliver from Why I Wake Early. © Beacon Press, 2005.

Another example of this theme is in this earlier post: Mary Oliver’s poem, Praying, is a lesson on attention, receptivity, listening and writing.

She did tell Krista Tippett in a long interview for The On Being Podcast that “I got saved by poetry, and I got saved by the beauty of the world.

See this remembrance of Mary Oliver (1935-2019) and her astonishing poetry, with links to articles, interviews, and readings, as well as more of her favorite poems I’ve loved and posted over the years.

— Written and compiled (citing sources) by Ken Chawkin for The Uncarved Blog.

Related: In Billy Collins, The Art of Poetry No. 83, The Paris Review Issue 159, Fall 2001, editor George Plimpton asked him what makes a poet. Collins summarized his four attributes of a poet: attentiveness, a love of language, a sense of gratitude for being alive, and laziness. For more on that interview, see the second part of this post where Plimpton asks Collins how he starts to write a poem: Billy Collins discusses the value of getting to the end of a poem and what can happen afterwards.

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2 Responses to “Attentive to and delighting in her surroundings, Mary Oliver lived a life writing astonishing poetry”

  1. Steven Verney Says:

    Mary Oliver lived on Cape Cod in a town named Truro, on the Outer Cape. We lived in Wellfleet, and Truro was one town over, between us and Provincetown. Truro is a beautiful place. It felt older then Wellfleet and was smaller population wise. There is lots of open land, sky, and ocean there. A very fitting place for Mary Oliver to live in all that beauty and prana filled ocean air.

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  2. Ken Chawkin Says:

    Did she live in Truro before she moved to Provincetown? In another poem, Coming Home, she describes driving home with her partner: “When we are driving in the dark, on the long road to Provincetown, which lies empty for miles….” The ending really gets me.

    Coming Home by Mary Oliver

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