Thank you to my friend Joan who gave me a book I love dipping into:
Mary Oliver's What Do We Know: Poems and Prose Poems
If you click on that link, you can read a selection, from Google books.
From "Summer Poem"
...the white heron
like a dropped cloud,
taking one slow step
then standing while then taking
another, writing
her own soft-footed poem
through still waters.
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Sadly, my earliest attempts at poetry share none of her beauty and lyricism.
While packing, I uncovered this in a very old scrapbook. It was published in The Commercial Appeal when I was eleven. I share so no one reading this blog should be afraid to share, no matter how embarrassing your early efforts might be. It's all about revision, which I (obviously) didn't understand at age eleven.
I've learned a lot. Maybe not about poetry. But certainly about revising.
More Mary Oliver?
http://ascattergood.blogspot.com/2013/04/poem-of-day.html
http://ascattergood.blogspot.com/2011/05/writing-inspiration-bit-of-poem.html
