After the rain, I went back into the field of sunflowers.
It was cool, and I was anything but drowsy.
I walked slowly, and listened
to the crazy roots, in the drenched earth, laughing and growing.
~Mary Oliver, from “Sometimes” in Red Bird: Poems
Notes:
- Inspired by: “The poem’s line of flight. It should be felt by each” by René Char, from ”Formal Share,” Furor & Mystery and Other Writings (via the distance between two doors)
- Poem: Thank you Make Believe Boutique. Photo: Marko Blazevic with Field of Blooming Sunflowers at Sunset (via maybe you need this)
Live & Learn 
Simply beautiful words.
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Such sensitivity….
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So true. And she does it over and over and over again.
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Sunflowers are so healing!
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Aren’t they though…
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Oliver always brings me back to center….
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So me too Lori…
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and how lovely they were
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Yes…
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Everybody loves sunflowers. I love them even more for the fact of them facing towards the sun – I’v seen it, on my trips through Southern France….. And this Mary Oliver! Aaah
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Ahhh yes, magic…
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Reblogged this on It Is What It Is and commented:
Sunflowers are beyond beautiful … ‘I walked slowly, and listened to the crazy roots, in the drenched earth, laughing and growing.’
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They are beyond beautiful. I agree Horty….
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Ah, can the lazy, hazy days of summer be far off?
-Alan
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I’d be happy with the cool breezes of Spring at this point.
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I hear ya’ Dave.
-Alan
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Smiling … there’s a lot of crazy roots activity right now 💛
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Laughing. So many of those and the rootless ones.
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Smiling .. Don’t get me going in the exuberant blossoms coming up 😳
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Mary Oliver is the bees knees. You too David.
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Awwww, thank you Ilona.
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Yes, yes, and YES. So very lucky when I went to Tuscany… there was one field that unexplainedly still had sunflowers while all the others were drooped over, finished for the season. Felt so other-worldly and I felt so blessed… Like the field was there just for me (ok, ok…and the group I was with…)
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Awwwww…..I get it. I do.
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Dave, today’s post was a perfect birthday gift: sunflowers for the Kansan, wrapped in Mary Oliver. Thank you.
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So glad. Happy Birthday Stephanie!
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