…did you feel it, in your heart, how it pertained to everything?

OK I’m on a Mary Oliver kick. Her poetry just speaks to every fiber in me. I hope some of you find her work as enchanting as I do.

The Swan by Mary Oliver

Did you too see it, drifting, all night, on the black river?
Did you see it in the morning, rising into the silvery air –
An armful of white blossoms,
A perfect commotion of silk and linen as it leaned
into the bondage of its wings; a snowbank, a bank of lilies,
Biting the air with its black beak?
Did you hear it, fluting and whistling
A shrill dark music – like the rain pelting the trees – like a waterfall
Knifing down the black ledges?
And did you see it, finally, just under the clouds –
A white cross Streaming across the sky, its feet
Like black leaves, its wings Like the stretching light of the river?
And did you feel it, in your heart, how it pertained to everything?
And have you too finally figured out what beauty is for?
And have you changed your life?

6 thoughts on “…did you feel it, in your heart, how it pertained to everything?

  1. Another beautiful one… I am intrigued by the last line. I find that one a bit confusing – something to come back to, I suppose.

    However, I just love the questions she poses… questions have such power.

    • I had to look up The “Archaic Torso of Apollo”. The last line is nearly the same but I am far more taken with the question than the command. Thanks for dropping by and leaving another poem for me to contemplate.

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