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I like to write poems and that's really about it. Maybe stories one day. Playing the piano, drawing, listening to music, and wasting time are among my many other favorite pasttimes. I'm very interested in fashion, theater and music and I'm one of the most nostalgic people you'll ever meet. I'm seventeen years old and being a senior is possibly the most bittersweet thing I think I will ever experience in my whole life.


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Posted 16 Years Ago


Wild Geese
by Mary Oliver


You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting -
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.