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.
Mary OliverI wanted to hurry into the work of my life; I wanted to know, whoever I was, I was alive for a little while.
Mary OliverI think one thing is that prayer has become more useful, interesting, fruitful, and... almost involuntary in my life.
Mary OliverAll night my heart makes its way however it can over the rough ground of uncertainties, but only until night meets and then is overwhelmed by morning, the light deepening, the wind easing and just waiting, as I too wait (and when have I ever been disappointed?) for redbird to sing
Mary Oliver