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| MARY OLIVER
Underwritten by University Book Store
Biography
Mary Oliver was born in Cleveland, Ohio, in 1935. The quiet, wooded, flat land and sharp seasons of her first physical landscape moved her deeply and appear in many of her poems and essays. In “A Blessing” from her 2004 collection, Blue Iris, Oliver describes the high school summers she spent car camping with a friend. “What we saw,” she says in conclusion, “filled our minds. What we saw made us love and want to honor the world. And dear readers, if anyone thinks children in these difficult times do not need such peaceful intervals, then hang up the phone, we are not having a conversation. Without doubt those summers changed my life and my friend’s. Whoever I am, and whoever my friend is now, fifty years later, we are both still part of this feast of the past. Happiness and leaves—they went together.” During those same transformative years, Oliver was inspired by the work of Edna St. Vincent Millay and briefly lived in the poet’s home helping the family sort through Millay’s papers. She later attended Ohio State University and Vassar College, though she did not receive a degree from either. Oliver writes with a posture of strength and grace, a stance of balance and flexibility, an opening of the heart and a quietness of the mind that invite the world in. “(Her) poetry is an excellent antidote for the excesses of civilization,” wrote one reviewer for the Harvard Review, “for too much flurry and inattention, and the baroque conventions of our social and professional lives. She is a poet of wisdom and generosity whose vision allows us to look intimately at a world not of our making.” Though the reader rarely encounters other human beings in Oliver’s work, a distinct voice and mind observe and describe the natural world with great focus, and often speak to us in direct questions that push us to observe, absorb, and capture every molecule we possibly can. “The Summer Day,” a poem from the Pulitzer Prize-winning collection American Primitive, in which the narrator spends a summer’s day laying in the grass, takes us there pointedly, asking: In her latest volume, Thirst (2006), Oliver writes through her grief over the loss of her partner of more than 40 years and at the same time traces her journey into a newfound Christian faith. Collectively, the more than twenty volumes of poetry and essays that expose her delight in the mysteries of the world and explore her willingness to believe have garnered a large and loyal following. Her numerous awards include the Pulitzer Prize for American Primitive, the National Book Award for New and Selected Poems, a Lannan Foundation Literary Award, the New England Booksellers Association Award for Literary Excellence, the Poetry Society of America’s Shelley Memorial Award, and a Guggenheim Fellowship. She lives in Provincetown, Massachusetts. The Place I Want to Get Back To is where and first light they said to each other, okay, on the ground, like that, and so they came I go out to the dunes and look and nuzzled my hand, and what can my life I have gone every day to the same woods, If you want to talk about this Selected
Works Web
Site Links The Poetry Foundation http://www.poetryfoundation.org/archive/poet.html?id=5130 Reading and conversation with Joseph Parisi, former Editor-in-Chief of Poetry Magazine http://www.lannan.org/lf/rc/event/mary-oliver1/ God of Dirt: Mary Oliver and the Other Book of God, Cowley Publications, 2004 www.rowmanlittlefield.com.catalog
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Poet and Essayist