I have no idea how I went this long without reading a Mary Oliver poem. I feel inspired. Highly recommend reading right before bed or outside, laying on the grass on a warm Spring day.
My favorites, mostly for later reference, but also for you:
foolishness? no, it’s not
hurricane
the gardener
i have decided*
green, green is my sister’s house*
the morning paper
the poet compares human nature to the ocean from which we came
for i will consider my dog percy