Nature poet Mary Oliver died this week. She was known for her poems about emotional survival and the natural world.
Oliver struggled for years with cancer, but continued to produce. Her last volume of new poetry, Felicity, was about love. Her same-sex relationship with Molly Cook lasted over fifty years until Cook’s death in 2005.
Much of Oliver’s poetry, including her nature poetry, celebrated the resilience of the human spirit.
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves. [continued]