Mary Oliver - Starlings in Winter

Mary Oliver - Starlings in Winter

Chunky and noisy, br but with stars in their black feathers, br they spring from the telephone wire br and instantly br they are acrobats br in the freezing wind. br And now, in the theater of air, br they swing over buildings, br dipping and rising; br they float like one stippled star br that opens, br becomes for a moment fragmented, br then closes again; br and you watch br and you try br but you simply can’t imagine br how they do it br with no articulated instruction, no pause, br only the silent confirmation br that they are this notable thing, br this wheel of many parts, that can rise and spin br over and over again, br full of gorgeous life. br Ah, world, what lessons you prepare for us, br even in the leafless winter, br even in the ashy city. br I am thinking now br of grief, and of getting past it; br I feel my boots br trying to leave the ground, br I feel my heart br pumping hard. I want br to think again of dangerous and noble things. br I want to be light and frolicsome. br I want to be improbable beautiful and afraid of nothing, br as though I had wings.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-07

Duration: 01:37

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