Saturday, 24 February 2018


Today I'm flying low
& I'm not saying a word.
I'm letting all the voodoos of ambition sleep.

The world goes on as it must,
the bees in the garden rumbling a little,
the fish leaping,
the gnats getting eaten.
And so forth.

But I'm taking the day off.
Quiet as a feather.
I hardly move 
though really I'm travelling 
a terrific distance.

One of the doors 
into the temple.

~ Mary Oliver

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when you leave a trace

- whether it's a single word
or you scribble all over.


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