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     How I admire Mary Oliver. Not only does she write exquisitely of her love for nature, but she can make something beautiful out of the pain–animals’ and humans’ alike–of what we are doing to our planet.Â
    This poem is heartbreakingly beautiful, and it brings to mind an exquisite line from another fine poet–Stanley Kunitz: “The heart breaks and breaks, and lives by breaking.”–April Moore
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Here is a story
to break your heart.
Are you willing?
This winter
the loons came to our harbor
and died, one by one,
of nothing we could see.
A friend told me
of one on the shore
that lifted its head and opened
the elegant beak and cried out
in the long, sweet savoring of its life
which, if you have heard it,
you know is a sacred thing,
and for which, if you have not heard it,
you had better hurry to where
they still sing.
And, believe me, tell no one
just where that is.
The next morning
this loon, speckled
and iridescent and with a plan
to fly home
to some hidden lake,
was dead on the shore.
I tell you this
to break your heart,
by which I mean only
that it break open and never close again
to the rest of the world.
to break your heart.
Are you willing?
This winter
the loons came to our harbor
and died, one by one,
of nothing we could see.
A friend told me
of one on the shore
that lifted its head and opened
the elegant beak and cried out
in the long, sweet savoring of its life
which, if you have heard it,
you know is a sacred thing,
and for which, if you have not heard it,
you had better hurry to where
they still sing.
And, believe me, tell no one
just where that is.
The next morning
this loon, speckled
and iridescent and with a plan
to fly home
to some hidden lake,
was dead on the shore.
I tell you this
to break your heart,
by which I mean only
that it break open and never close again
to the rest of the world.
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~ Mary Oliver ~
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(New and Slected Poems Volume Two)
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December 4th, 2009 at 9:44 am
Oh, April, how exquisite and heart-rending this is! Thank you for sharing.