Poetess of Wonder, Mary Oliver
Mary Oliver, the wonderful American poetess died in early 2019. She was 83. Mary Oliver was a woman of such deep faith in the goodness of things. A Pulitzer prize winner at a young age, Mary spent her life asking the deeper questions of life, searching out the answers through her affinity with the natural world, a place she had retreated to during a difficult childhood. She saw the fingerprint of the divine in every detail of nature, marrying her love for all things alive with her search to make sense of the world. Our Call to Worship this week will be Mary's thoughtful rendering, 'Wild Geese.' Below is a short clip of Mary reading this poem. There is also a short radio interview where she speaks of her view of prayer.
Mary, and her poetry, are beloved by many. One finds in Mary's work a simplicity and elegance that offers a fresh lens for viewing this often tumultuous world. Here below is one of her most famous poems on death. I have, from time to time, offered it during a time of contemplation in funeral services. In it, Mary imagines death to be a 'cottage of darkness', hoping that she may step through its door 'full of curiosity', wondering 'what it is going to be like.'
I can imagine Mary doing just that, her keen mind alive to new possibility, her heart open to new experience. But I will miss her in this world. I am grieved that her heart beats no longer with our collective heartbeat.
But Mary has awakened to a brand new day over the horizon. And no doubt she is just as filled with wonder there, as she was here.