The Truro Bear and Other Adventures: Poems and Essays


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  1. Robin Robin says:

    Mary Oliver's poetry is like walking with a close friend while talking about all those things that other people would find a little strange


  2. Chloe Burns Chloe Burns says:

    beautiful as always mary oliver you make my heart so full


  3. David David says:

    There as so many wonderful stories out there and I have read many poets who show much talent and creativity Real talent however is evident when one finds a collection of poems that speaks to the heart and walks with one's soul Nature provides such a wonderful canvas for creativity and acts almost like God's poetry if we just take the time to appreciate it This collection shows the joy beauty and the precious gift that animals and nature truly are and is easily one of my all time favorites ♡♡♡


  4. tee tee says:

    'nothing will ever dazzle you like the dreams of you body' and mary oliver's words which are so lovely so beautiful and make me realize just how much i miss living in the hills sighfavorites 'ghosts' 'this is the one' 'the other kingdoms' 'five am in the pinewoods' 'the summer day' and the tenth percy poem


  5. Peycho Kanev Peycho Kanev says:

    The Other KingdomsConsider the other kingdoms Thetrees for example with their mellow soundingtitles oak aspen willowOr the snow for which the peoples of the northhave dozens of words to describe itsdifferent arrivals Or the creatures with theirthick fur their shy and wordless gaze Theirinfallible sense of what their livesare meant to be Thus the worldgrows rich grows wild and you toogrow rich grow sweetly wild as you toowere born to beBlack SnakeI startled a young black snake heflew over the grass and hid his faceunder a leaf the rest of him in plain sightLittle brother often I’ve done the same


  6. Hizatul Akmah Hizatul Akmah says:

    She is the most beautiful womanI have ever seenHer child leaps among the flowersthe blue of the sky falls over melike silk the flowers burn and I wantto live my life all over again to begin againto be utterlywild


  7. David J David J says:

    “Tell me what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?”


  8. Cheryl Cheryl says:

    I find little new gems every time every way every line every breath I read somewhere about the repetition reuired from certain religions; every week the lord's prayer every week the vowing to be a good catholic I finally get it The bolded I could read and read over and again and need to say out loud The Other Kingdoms Consider the other kingdoms The trees for example with their mellow sounding titles oak aspen willow Or the snow for which the peoples of the north have dozens of words to describe its different arrivals Or the creatures with their thick fur their shy and wordless gaze Their infallible sense of what their lives are meant to be Thus the world grows rich grows wild and you too grow rich grow sweetly wild as you too were born to be Humpbacks There is all around us this country of original fire You know what I mean The sky after all stops at nothing so something has to be holding our bodies in its rich and timeless stables or else we would fly away Off Stellwagen off the Cape the humpbacks rise Carrying their tonnage of barnacles and joy they leap through the water they nuzzle back under it like children at play They sing too And not for any reason you can’t imagine Three of them rise to the surface near the bow of the boat then dive deeply their huge scarred flukes tipped to the air We wait not knowing just where it will happen; suddenly they smash through the surface someone begins shouting for joy and you realize it is yourself as they surge upward and you see for the first time how huge they are as they breach and dive and breach again through the shining blue flowers of the split water and you see them for some unbelievable part of a moment against the sky— like nothing you’ve ever imagined— like the myth of the fifth morning galloping out of darkness pouring heavenward spinning; then they crash back under those black silks and we all fall back together into that wet fire you know what I meanI know a captain who has seen them playing with seaweed swimming through the green islands tossing the slippery branches into the air Iknow a whale that will come to the boat whenever she can and nudge it gently along the bow with her long flipper I know several lives worth living Listen whatever it is you try to do with your life nothing will ever dazzle you like the dreams of your body its spirit longing to fly while the dead weight bones toss their dark mane and hurry back into the fields of glittering fire where everything even the great whale throbs with song Whelks Here are the perfect fans of the scallops uahogs and weedy mussels still holding their orange fruit— and here are the whelks— whirlwinds each the size of a fist but always cracked and broken— clearly they have been traveling under the sky blue waves for a long time All my life I have been restless— I have felt there is something wonderful than gloss— than wholeness— than staying at home I have not been sure what it is But every morning on the wide shore I pass what is perfect and shining to look for the whelks whose edges have rubbed so long against the world they have snapped and crumbled— they have almost vanished with the last relinuishing of their unrepeatable energy back into everything else When I find one I hold it in my hand I look out over that shaking fire I shut my eyes Not often but now and again there’s a moment when the heart cries aloud yes I am willing to be that wild darkness that long blue body of light The Truro Bear But the seed has been planted and when has happiness ever reuired much evidence to begin its leaf green breathing? Pipefish I opened my hands— like a promise I would keep my whole life and have— and let it go I tell you this in case you have yet to wade into the green and purple shallows where the diminutive pipefish wants to go on living I tell you this against everything you are— your human heart your hands passing over the world gathering and closing so dry and slow The Summer Day Who made the world? Who made the swan and the black bear? Who made the grasshopper? This grasshopper I mean—the one who has flung herself out of the grass the one who is eating sugar out of my hand who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down— who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face Now she snaps her wings open and floats away I don’t know exactly what a prayer is I do know how to pay attention how to fall down into the grass how to kneel down in the grass how to be idle and blessed how to stroll through the fields which is what I have been doing all day Tell me what else should I have done? Doesn’t everything die at last and too soon? Tell me what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?


  9. Smitha Murthy Smitha Murthy says:

    Awww Mary Oliver's observation of nature humbles me The collection of poems here includes one of my favorites and the essay on the spider reminds me of just what I do here in my home I have a spider spinning its web and I just can't seem to sweep it away


  10. Heather Bradley Heather Bradley says:

    The last 10 poems about Percy her dog make the book a worthy buy This is one I will go to again and again


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The Truro Bear and Other Adventures: Poems and Essays ❰Download❯ ➾ The Truro Bear and Other Adventures: Poems and Essays Author Mary Oliver – Thomashillier.co.uk From a poet who teaches us the beauty and magic of the natural world comes a reminder that this world includes the creatures with their thick fur their shy and wordless gaze Their infallible sense of From a poet who teaches us Bear and PDF Ë the beauty and magic of the natural world comes a reminder that this world includes the creatures with their thick fur their shy and wordless gaze Their infallible sense of what their lives are meant to beIn The Truro Bear and Other Adventures Mary Oliver brings together ten new poems thirty five of her classic poems and two essays all about mammals insects and reptiles The award winning poet considers beasts of The Truro eBook á all kinds bears snakes spiders porcupines humpback whales hermit crabs and of course her beloved and disobedient little dog Percy who appears and even speaks in thirteen poems the closing section of this volumeAs Renée Loth has observed in the Boston Globe Mary Oliver who won the Pulitzer Prize in poetry in is my choice for her joyous accessible intimate observations of the natural world She teaches us the profound act of paying attention.

  • Hardcover
  • 80 pages
  • The Truro Bear and Other Adventures: Poems and Essays
  • Mary Oliver
  • English
  • 02 September 2016
  • 9780807068847

About the Author: Mary Oliver

See this thread for information“In a Bear and PDF Ë region that has produced most of the nation's poet laureates it is risky to single out one fragile year old bard of Provincetown But Mary Oliver who won the Pulitzer Prize in poetry in is my choice for her joyous accessible intimate observations of the natural world Her Wild Geese has become so popular it now graces posters in dorm rooms across the land But don't hold that against her The Truro eBook á Read almost anything in New and Selected Poems She teaches us the profound act of paying attention—a living wonder that makes it possible to appreciate all the others” —Renée Loth Boston Globe September .