Mary Oliver reads ‘Tom Dance’s Gift of a White Bark Pinecone,’ ‘Wild Geese,’ and ‘Peonies.’
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Protest
To sin by silence, when we should protest, Makes cowards out of men. The human race Has climbed on protest. Had no voice been raised
Mary Oliver reading three poems
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I was not familiar with “Peonies” and was so happy to hear Mary read it this morning. Her poetry is like balm, but a working balm, too. Real and fierce and kind.
I also watched an anatomy lesson on the shoulder joint previously, and it seems to me like these two parts of my life: poetry like Mary’s and lessons about the inner animal share a common thread.
We are born of the conditions of our earthly environment, and we can meet our lives with information, story, dreams, movement, and metaphor.