Mary Oliver/Photo Courtesy of The New York Times
Mary Oliver, described by The New York Times as “far and away, this country’s best-selling poet,” died yesterday of lymphoma at the age of 83.
If you do nothing else today, please go read one of Mary Oliver’s insightful poems and after you read it, allow your brain to meander around in her words and freely think about it. Allow yourself to wallow in her beautiful and clear thoughts; as though you were floating along on a soft, fluffy cloud.
Mary Oliver is infamous for writing the following line of poetry:
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Aging. Knowing that it’s happening to all of us is not very consoling. I see the effects of the years of living on myself, especially when someone takes a picture of me. I definitely don’t like it and I wonder how I arrived at middle age so quickly.
I know that sounds so cliché but it’s true. I see those grey hairs working their way out of my scalp and for now those bad boys get dyed. I also see lines starting to form on my face in places where I don’t want them but I don’t hate them so… 



