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It’s a beautiful Friday night, one of the final ones of the summer season, and it just seems to cry out for some poetry. I offer you this one by the great Mary Oliver, who is Frostian in her ability to evoke emotion through imagery of the natural world:<\/p>\n

Sometimes I Am Victorious and Even Beautiful
\n            ~Mary Oliver<\/p>\n

Sometimes I am victorious and even beautiful —
\nas when I go down to the pond in the half-light
\nand wade out into the black water,
\nwhere I unloop the taut lines from the willow stakes
\n      and bend to the weight
\nand lift the trap from the water — not slowly and carefully
\n      as in ordinary work, but hard and fast —<\/p>\n

and open it,
\nand stare down and see the turtle’s foot-wide mossy shell
\nand he sees me
\n      and he thrashes<\/p>\n

and I gaze into his pink throat and haul him higher
\nand he hisses, his eyes shine
\nand the tongue wags in the gaping, beak-shaped mouth
\nand I shake him from the trap, his thick head flashing,<\/p>\n

      and he swims away<\/p>\n

and I close the trap with the heels of my boots, and fling it
\ninto the bullbriar wracked and useless,<\/p>\n

and the pink sun rises and sees me, by the black water,
\nsmiling,
\n      washing my hands.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Thanks to Jen<\/a>, who clued me in to the fact that some people actually post poetry every week!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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