3.21.2011

In A Word: Morning

 I want to enjoy early morning again. The cold, dark winter mornings made me want to sleep in and enjoy the warmth of the covers, two dogs, and a cat or two. Now that the light is coming earlier and the mornings are not so cold, I want to enjoy the sunrise and simple pleasures of morning. I read a recent interview of Mary Oliver and after reading it I revisited her poetry. This one spoke to me tonight.

Morning

 by Mary Oliver

Salt shining behind its glass cylinder.
Milk in a blue bowl. The yellow linoleum.
The cat stretching her black body from the pillow.
The way she makes her curvaceous response to the small, kind gesture.
Then laps the bowl clean.
Then wants to go out into the world
where she leaps lightly and for no apparent reason across the lawn,
then sits, perfectly still, in the grass.
I watch her a little while, thinking:
what more could I do with wild words?
I stand in the cold kitchen, bowing down to her.
I stand in the cold kitchen, everything wonderful around me.

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