Finished reading (2021): Devotions: The Selected Poems of Mary Oliver by Mary Oliver 📚

I don’t know a poet who was ever easier to pick up and enjoy, without fail, every time. And yet she also never fails to confront some part of your ego or to call you out for sleeping-walking through life. I’ll probably just start reading it over again.

But now we learn, as season followed season
And no one plants upon these hills,
How poor a gift is freedom to the spirit
That loved the labor.