Mary Oliver, Dogfish, and River Styx, Ohio.

So lately I've been reading the poetry of Mary Oliver.

It's my end of the day prize, actually, from chasing kids and packing lunches and finding drinking cups (and sippy cups). I've been taking end-of-the-day moments to

just

read

one

poem.

Which usually leads to a few more.

Bliss, to be reminded that I can tear apart a poem and see why it works.

With Mary Oliver, they all work.

My favorites for today: River Styx, Ohio and Dogfish.

Brilliant.

Laura, have you done any poetry recently? You should try these.

P.S. Yes, Laura O, that's you. As soon as you come up from underneath all those packing boxes, I think you'd like Mary Oliver. Good luck!