“We kept on wandering on the island of roses, Neither fear dared to touch us nor the grim thorns, Ignoring the pattern of foes who won't let us flow, Breaking shackles of darkness that never glows, We chose to play hide and seek in the vicious sea, Alas, the cynic in you floats far away in search of better, And when I reached the shore, trust was no more.” TrustSeasonsRoseFaithfulnessBook WritingMaybeFloatPoetry Love SpiritualityShore Of UncertaintyTribe Of Poets Book:Another World Source: Another World
“In looking for poems and poets, don't dwell on the boundaries of style, or time, or even of countries and cultures. Think of yourself rather as one member of a single, recognizable tribe. Expect to understand poems of other eras and other cultures. Expect to feel intimate with the distant voice. The differences you will find between then and now are interesting. They are not profound. (p. 11)” PoetryWriting AdviceWriting PhilosophyMary OliverTribe Of Poets Book:A Poetry Handbook Source: A Poetry Handbook