Poetry Friday: Mary Oliver’s “Mockingbirds”

“Mockingbirds”
by Mary Oliver

This morning
two mockingbirds
in the green field
were spinning and tossing

the white ribbons
of their songs
into the air.
I had nothing

better to do
than listen.

Read the rest of the poem here.

By Charlesjsharp (Own work, from Sharp Photography, sharpphotography), via Wikimedia Commons

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16 thoughts on “Poetry Friday: Mary Oliver’s “Mockingbirds”

  1. Mary Oliver is a welcome addition to any day. This one makes me remember the spring I didn’t stop to listen. It wasn’t until I went camping one weekend that I realized I had not heard any birds sing all spring. Ever since that year, I try to stop and listen whenever I can. My life does not need to be in such a hurry that I miss it.

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  2. “I was hurrying/ through my own soul” — I feel this way sometimes. Being outside, listening helps. (P.S. We have a mockingbird who visits our yard. He has quite a repertoire!)

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  3. This is lovely, Catherine. Mary Oliver is always a breath of fresh air and never fails to remind me to pay attention and simply be. I needed that in the frenzy of these final weeks of school. Thank you.

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