Mary Oliver Monday: “My Delicious Dark Happiness”

For hours I wandered
over the fields

and the only thing that kept me company
was a song,
it glided along
with my delicious dark happiness,

my heavy,
bristling and aching delight
at the world
which has been like this

forever and ever–
the leaves,
the birds, the ponds,
the loneliness,

and, sometimes,
from a lifetime ago
and another country
such a willing and lilting companion—

a song
made so obviously for me.
At what unknowable cost.
And by a stranger.

—Mary Oliver, from “Ich Bin Der Welt Abhanden Gekommen,” House of Light

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Mary Oliver Monday: “The Ponds”

Still, what I want in my life
is to be willing
to be dazzled—
to cast aside the weight of facts

and maybe even
to float a little
above this difficult world.
I want to believe I am looking

into the white fire of a great mystery.
I want to believe that the imperfections are nothing—
that the light is everything—that it is more than the sum
of each flawed blossom rising and fading. And I do.

—Mary Oliver, from “The Ponds,” House of Light