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Mary Oliver, "I don’t want to live a small life" from Red Bird
“Sometimes in late summer I won’t touch anything, not the flowers, not the blackberries brimming in the thickets; I won’t drink from the pond; I won’t name the birds or the trees; I won’t whisper my own name. One morning the fox came down the hill, glittering and confident, and didn’t see me—and I thought: so this is the world. I’m not in it. It is beautiful.”
— Mary Oliver, October (excerpt)
Exchange of Smiles. (:-
Recently I met a friend of mine. The kind of friend you just share a long, good conversation with. I expressed my disdain for how little I smile at strangers now. She shared with me that, her smile is her biggest asset at her workplace. And I vowed that despite the creeps I may sometimes encounter, I will try my best to smile. At everyone and everything. The smile that just says ''I'm glad this moment is happening''. Today as I sat down in the park to make a brief note about my calming morning in my journal, I heard the sound of rushed anklets. A little girl, as little as four years old, walked amidst both her grandparents. She held hands with her grandparents as she walked. But her hands were too short and legs too tiny. The jingle of her anklets on her tiny feet trying to catch-up was such a sight, alongside their calm and synchronized pace. This was a moment that was important for me to remember. The pure simplicity with which it gave me an odd yet comforting joy. And that's when I caught the grandmother's eye and gave her the brightest smile. As though to thank for the moment she co-created. And she smiled back at me. This exchange of smiles for me was a way to convey my gratitude someway, somehow- as she generously let me make this new space in my conscience to hold this moment- of which she is the owner- oh so dearly...
my english project... was something. tumblr users do we think Beside the Waterfall by Mary Oliver is a social commentary on the patriarchy, deep-rooted human nature, and forgiveness of abusers... or a simple work of fiction??
the big three questions of media analysis: what the author wanted to say, what they actually said, and what they didn’t know they were saying