Friday, January 23, 2015


Swimmers on Beach at Barbados- Wikimedia Commons
Parker Palmer published this Mary Oliver poem earlier this week. It's new to me…
What Can I Say


What can I say that I have not said before? 
So I'll say it again. 
The leaf has a song in it. 
Stone is the face of patience. 
Inside the river there is an unfinishable story 
and you are somewhere in it 
and it will never end until all ends.


Take your busy heart to the art museum and the 
chamber of commerce 
but take it also to the forest. 
The song you heard singing in the leaf when you 
were a child 
is singing still. 
I am of years lived, so far, seventy-four, 
and the leaf is singing still.


~ Mary Oliver ~

Tara (who I'm looking forward to meeting in person at our state reading conference in February)
is hosting Poetry Friday today. 


Linda B said...

Another beautiful one, Carol. "also take it to the forest". We don't get there enough, do we?

Sally Murphy said...

A beautiful poem, Carol. Hat a lovely reminder: "the leaf is singing still"

Karen Edmisten said...

Oh, how I love Mary Oliver. Thanks for this today!