Hell and Earth (Mary Oliver)

Tim Anderson
1 min readOct 11, 2021

the beauty is between the lines…

mary oliver, poetry, poetry on Medium, nature poetry

This came to me, yesterday by way of a friend’s post on Facebook. The wonderment of Mary Oliver (above-web), is in simplicity and the intimacy she enjoyed in nature’s world; using wording that grabs one immediately, which is a great trait to have if you are a poet!


Hell and Earth

Ordinarily, I go to the woods alone, with not a single
friend, for they are all smilers and talkers and therefore

I don’t really want to be witnessed talking to the catbirds
or hugging the old black oak tree. I have my way of
praying, as you no doubt have yours.

Besides, 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.

If you have ever gone to the woods with me, I must love
you very much.

Mary Oliver

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