Friday, April 6, 2012

The Old Poets of China

Mary Oliver from Why I Wake Early

Wherever I am, the world comes after me.
It offers me its busyness. It does not believe
that I do not want it. Now I understand
why the old poets of China went so far and high
into the mountains, then crept into the pale mist.

1 comment:

Mary Murphy said...

Love this, sec. Oliver is one of my favorite poets