de_leser (de_leser) wrote,

Mary Oliver

Why I Wake Early
by Mary Oliver

Hello, sun in my face.
Hello, you who make the morning
and spread it over the fields
and into the faces of the tulips
and the nodding morning glories,
and into the windows of, even, the
miserable and crotchety–

best preacher that ever was,
dear star, that just happens
to be where you are in the universe
to keep us from ever-darkness,
to ease us with warm touching,
to hold us in the great hands of light–
good morning, good morning, good morning.

Watch, now, how I start the day
in happiness, in kindness.


Warum ich früh aufwache


I worried
by Mary Oliver

I worried a lot. Will the garden grow, will the rivers
flow in the right direction, will the earth turn
as it was taught, and if not how shall
I correct it?

Was I right, was I wrong, will I be forgiven,
can I do better?

Will I ever be able to sing, even the sparrows
can do it and I am, well,

Is my eyesight fading or am I just imagining it,
am I going to get rheumatism,
lockjaw, dementia?

Finally I saw that worrying had come to nothing.
And gave it up. And took my old body
and went out into the morning,
and sang.

открыл для себя интересного американского автора - Mary Oliver
пишет очень простые, ясные, какие-то даже даосистские я бы сказал по духу стихи)))
котоыре даже новичку в английском могут быть понятны.
самое знаменитое ее стихотворение - wild geese...

Мэри Оливер (англ. Mary Oliver, 1935—2019) — американская поэтесса. Лауреат Пулитцеровской премии 1984 года за поэтический сборник «Американский примитивизм» (American Primitive). Лауреат Национальной книжной премии 1992 года за сборник «Новые и избранные стихотворения» (New and Selected Poems). В 2007 году литературный критик «Нью-Йорк таймс» назвал Оливер далеко всех обошедшей по продаваемости произведений американской поэтессой... (вики)

But one thing I do know is that a poetry to be understand must be clear. It mustn't be fancy.
...I always feel that whatever isn't necessary should not be in the poem.

Tags: english, mary oliver, poetry

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