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pierppasolini · 3 days
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Devotions (1983) // dir. James Broughton, Joel Singer
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flowerytale · 7 months
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Mary Oliver, from "October", Devotions
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joytri · 2 months
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Now that I'm free to be myself, who am I?
Mary Oliver, "Blue Iris." Devotions
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eternal-gardens · 6 months
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and I seek refuge in You from the distress of my ownself to Your vast abundance.
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petaltexturedskies · 1 year
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If you suddenly and unexpectedly feel joy, don't hesitate. Give in to it. There are plenty of lives and whole towns destroyed or about to be. We are not wise, and not very often kind. And much can never be redeemed. Still, life has some possibility left. Perhaps this is its way of fighting back, that sometimes something happens better than all the riches or power in the world. It could be anything, but very likely you notice it in the instant when love begins. Anyway, that's often the case. Anyway, whatever it is, don't be afraid of its plenty. Joy is not made to be a crumb.
Mary Oliver, from devotions; ‘don't hesitate’
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coffeebooksandmore · 2 months
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This spring my goal is to be reading by the river as much as I possibly can ☁️☁️☁️
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angelethic · 7 months
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when jenny slate said “I realize I want to hear my voice and only mine. Not the voice of my voice within a cacophony of old pains. Just mine, now.” and when toni morrison said “I want to feel what I feel. What’s mine. Even if it’s not happiness, whatever that means. Because you’re all you’ve got.” and when mary oliver said
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amputeemodelagency · 2 months
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flowerytale · 7 months
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Mary Oliver, from "October", Devotions
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joytri · 2 months
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Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Mary Oliver, Wild Geese
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malaisequotes · 4 months
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“I dip my cupped hands. I drink a long time. It tastes like stone, leaves, fire. It falls cold into my body, waking the bones. I hear them deep inside me, whispering oh what is that beautiful thing that just happened?”
At Blackwater Pond by Mary Oliver
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petaltexturedskies · 9 months
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When the blackberries hang swollen in the woods, in the brambles nobody owns, I spend all day among the high branches, reaching my ripped arms, thinking of nothing, cramming the black honey of summer into my mouth; all day my body accepts what it is. In the dark creeks that run by there is this thick paw of my life darting among the black bells, the leaves; there is this happy tongue.
Mary Oliver, August; from "Devotions"
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jayvespertine · 2 years
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Nothing lasts. There is a graveyard where everything I am talking about is, now.
— Mary Oliver, from "Flare", Devotions
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gbiechele · 1 year
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Forest Devotions Auto Rikenon 135mm f/2.8 lens Sony A7
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