
In the Mist: A Cento
And anyway, what’s wrong with Maybe?
Maybe our world will grow kinder eventually.
Let me keep company always with those
who say “Look!” and laugh in astonishment.
You don’t hear such voices in an hour or day.
It could mean something,
it could mean everything, it could mean
what Rilke meant, when he wrote:
You must change your life, and you too,
grow rich, grow sweetly wild, as you too
were born to be.
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All lines by Mary Oliver in order of appearance:
“The World I Live In”
“Franz Marc’s Blue Horses”
“Mysteries, Yes”
“At the River Clarion”
“From this River, When I was a Child, I Used to Drink”
“The Other Kingdoms”
Thanks to artist John Phandal Law and Paul Brookes of The Wombwell Rainbowfor this prompt.
Reblogged this on The Wombwell Rainbow.
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What a cento should be. A whole greater than the sum of its parts. Wonderful, Charlotte. (K)
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Thank you, Kerfe
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