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Leaves of Grass
A beautiful poem by Mary Oliver. The last line is 🔥
When death comes
like the hungry bear in autumn;
when death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse
to buy me, and snaps the purse shut;
when death comes
like the measle-pox;
when death comes
like an iceberg between the shoulder blades,
I want to step through the... See more
Joanna Macy and Anita Barrows — ‘What a world you’ve got inside you.’ | The On Being Project
onbeing.orgWhy do we read and write poetry? (Dead Poets Society)
youtube.com"Ah, my dearest ink-bleeder,
The wellspring that seethes within your soul spills onto parchment without your invitation, and that mere notion has left you in a state of provocative yet – dare I say – beautiful confusion. Isn't it wondrous, though nuanced with wonder? A gift innate, a gift inherent that asks only to be revered. Your words flow no... See more