Nature Poems: “white heron rises over black water” by Mary Oliver


White heron rises over black water


I wonder
what it is
that I will accomplish

if anything
can be called
that marvelous word.
It won’t be

my kind of work,
which is only putting
words on a page,
the pencil

haltingly calling up
the light of the world,
yet nothing appearing on paper
half as bright

as the mockingbird’s
verbal hilarity
in the still unleafed shrub
in the churchyard –

or the white heron
over the swamp
and the darkness,

his yellow eyes
and broad wings wearing
the light of the world
in the world –

ah yes, I see him.
He is exactly
the poem
I wanted to write.

Mary Oliver

2 Comments Add yours

  1. LindaP says:

    Beautifully written!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. I am glad you enjoyed it! 🙂


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