under the shifty wind,
as in a dance to the great wedding,
as in a dance to the great wedding,
the flowers bend their bright bodies,
and tip their fragrance to the air,
and rise,
...stems holding
and tip their fragrance to the air,
and rise,
...stems holding
all that dampness and recklessness
gladly and lightly,
and there it is again—
beauty the brave, the exemplary,
gladly and lightly,
and there it is again—
beauty the brave, the exemplary,
blazing open.
Do you cherish your humble and silky life?..."
Do you cherish your humble and silky life?..."
-from Peonies by Mary Oliver (b.1935)
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