Category Archives: Mary Oliver

Only He Who Takes Off His Shoes Truly Loves (On Noticing — & Noticing What We’re Normally Not Noticing)

Posted on March 8, 2013 by John

. Earth’s crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God, But only he who sees takes off his shoes; The rest sit round and pluck blackberries. ― Elizabeth Barrett Browning . This poem by Barrett Browning was inspired … Continue reading →

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“Listen to Me . . .” There Is Life without Love, but it’s Really Not Much of a Life . . .

Posted on December 16, 2011 by John

“West Wind #2” – Mary Oliver You are young. So you know everything. You leap into the boat and begin rowing. But listen to me. Without fanfare, without embarrassment, without any doubt, I talk directly to your soul. Listen to … Continue reading →

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