Tonight I went with girlfriends to see Mary Oliver, the poet, speak at Benaroya Hall. It was lovely, if a little too short, and I'm so glad I went.
But what surprised me most was her humor! This woman, who writes of sorrow and death and compassion and nature is just simply quite funny, and it was in her poems all along but I'd been reading them too seriously, I think. She paused for great effect and everyone in the audience was laughing, and I was delighted.
I can't wait to read her work with a new sense of humor.
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so jealous! I love Mary Oliver! Can't wait to see you soon! I've made it through my first year teaching!!
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