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“From the poem: The First Time Percy Came Back Yes, it’s all different,” he said. “You’re going to be very surprised.” But I wasn’t thinking of that. I only wanted to hold him. “Listen,” he said, “I miss that too. And now you’ll be telling stories of my coming back and they won’t be false, and they won’t be true, but they’ll be real.” And then, as he used to, he said, “Let’s go!” And we walked down the beach together.”

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Book:A Thousand Mornings: Poems
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A Thousand Mornings: Poems

This volume features a series of poems that delve into a wide range of subjects, including nature, love, and personal reflection. more

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Mary Oliver
Mary Oliver

Mary Oliver is a renowned American poet, born on September 10, 1935. Her poetry is known for its profound depiction of the natural world and delicate insights into life. Oliver's style is simple and direct, which has won her a wide audience. more

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