Wild Geese


I thought it was time for another poem. This poem is by Mary Oliver, a wonderful contemporary poet who draws on the natural world as a source of inspiration and understanding. This is a good one to print out and tack to your studio wall, tape to your bathroom mirror, or stash in your wallet to be read while you sit on the bus or wait for the light to change.

Wild Geese

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting —
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.

from Dream Work by Mary Oliver


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