Devotions: A Read with Jenna Pick: The Selected Poems of Mary Oliver

Mary Oliver(1935-2019)Bestselling Poet, Winner of the National Book Award & The Pulitzer Prize“Poetry isn't a profession, it's a way of life. It's an empty basket; you put your life into it and make something out of that."The main theme the late Oliver shares is her abiding love and deep regard for the natural world. It is the fabric she prefers to lay her words on and wrap them up in and where she always found not only peace, but understanding of the importance of taking time to truly smell, touch and honor the earth. Though she has penned hundreds of poems, here are a few that I found especially notable. She also wrote many nature-themed essays but gave very few interviews feeling that her work could speak for itself.She was a New York Times bestselling poet with a wise and generous wisdom and an intimate respect for the world not of our making. Here are a few examples of her work;Mornings At BlackwaterFor years, every morning, I drankFrom Blackwater Pond.It was flavored with oak leaves and also, no doubt,The feet of ducks.And always it assuaged mefrom the dry bowl of the very far past.What I want to say isthat the past is the past,and the present is what your life is,and you are capableof choosing what that will be,darling citizen.So come to the pond,or the river of your imagination,or the harbor of your longing,and put your lips to the world.And liveyour life.PrayingIt doesn’t have to bethe blue iris, it could beweeds in a vacant lot, or a fewsmall stones; justpay attention, then patcha few words together and don’t tryto make them elaborate, this isn’ta contest but the doorwayinto thanks, and a silence in whichanother voice may speak.Three Things To RememberAs long as you’re dancing, you canbreak the rules.Sometimes breaking the rules is justextending the rules.Sometimes there are no rules.For many, poetry has to rhyme, for others it has to adhere to a particular structure or have a certain word count and the variety of forms have accumulated over time. For Mary Oliver it had to express her observations of the natural world and perhaps she said it best, “When you write a poem, you write it for anybody and everybody.”• Poetry tells a story• What’s your poem?

Mary Oliver is a truly inspiring poet. Her descriptions of nature are absolutely stunning and moving. Once I read one of her poems, I knew I had to purchase a collection she wrote. She is a national treasure.

very interesting book of poetry

such an amazing selection of works!! highly recommend for anyone who enjoys the environment, animals, and beautiful prose

The media could not be loaded. Mary Oliver's *Devotions* is a breathtaking collection that distills the essence of her life's work into one volume. The anthology brings together over 200 poems, offering a profound exploration of nature, spirituality, and the human experience. Oliver's language is both simple and profound, with each poem inviting the reader to pause and reflect on the beauty and mystery of the world around us.Her observations are sharp yet gentle, capturing the sacred in the everyday. Whether you're a longtime fan or new to her work, *Devotions* is a treasure trove that provides comfort, inspiration, and a deep sense of connection to the natural world. It's the kind of book you'll return to again and again, finding new layers of meaning with each read.

Mary Oliver’s poetry is truly beautiful, stunning, and touches the heart as it opens your eyes to the wonder and magic of life all around us. Each poem is to be savored and delightfully enjoyed as tou sit with it and let it sink in and transform you.

It’s Mary Oliver so it’s a great book of poetry & reveals enough slices of her work to tease us into loving her…a combination of Wendell Berry, Robert Frost And others whose main work always uses nature to cast the poems. My favorites were “mornings at black water” and “to Walden” etc.

A mere two years before her death, this anthology was published of 200 of Mary Oliver's poems. Suprisingly, it is arranged in reverse chronological order from 2015 to 1963. Nonetheless, it provides a unique perspective allowing the poetry lover to see how Oliver honed her style to be more like Robert Frost: terse but full of meaning than her longer, earlier pieces. Like a finely plaited braid, Mary Oliver entwines three major themes.She is a deist and her God is a Christian God. Though she quotes from both the Old and New Testaments, her language reflects more of the New replete with words like: grace, prayer, rapture and praise. She has no doubt that there is a God for the reader need only see dawn conquer the darkness to know each day is a recreation of the first day. Though she never overtly writes of resurrection, her frequent reflections on death suggest an eternity of existence. In WHITE OWL FLIES INTO AND OUT OF THE FIELD, Oliver writes "...so I thought maybe death isn't darkness, after all, but so much light wrapping itself around us- as soft as feathers-that we are instantly weary of looking and looking and shut our eyes not with amazement, and let ourselves be carried, as though the translucence of mica to the river that is without the least dapple or shadow- that is nothing but light-scalding, aortal light- in which we are washed and washed out of our bones."Another frequent theme is the wonder and beauty of nature. In the style of Walt Whittman, she praises all forms of fauna, flora and aquatic environments from the tiny puddle to the vast ocean. She marvels at the blue of the sky, the blackness of night, the moon's refelctions amid the stars, "those hot, hard watchmen of the night." Looking and listening are our major tasks to appreciate nature fully. She writes, "To pay attention, this is our endless and proper work." In her poem HUM, Oliver is literally "buzzing" with excitement and creativity as she follows a worker bee gather and carry pollen to the hive.Finally, Oliver underscores her joy in love and companionship. There are hints throughout her poems of a lonely and perhaps neglected childhood. She relishes sharing food and drink with her partner and dogs and the joy of physical closeness. She shares her saddness at the loss of a friend whose "closeness was like a flame, and now I am forever cold..."In THE LOON ON OAK-HEAD POND, she writes of listening to the call of loons stopping over on the pond while heading home to the north "...you come every afternoon and wait to hear it. you sit a long time, quiet, under the thick pines, in the silence that follows. as though it were your own twilight. as though it were your own vanishing song." This marvelous collection of Oliver's poems keeps her voice forever resonating in the reader's mind and heart.