Favorite Poems
Throughout My Life
25: “When I Was Young and Poor,” in Evidence, 2009, by Mary Oliver (1935–)
A short one
here from Oliver—
On whom we
all should now confer
Much
admiration. (You concur?)
It tells how
swiftly life goes by—
A blink or
two, a darkening sky—
And then, of
course, you cease. You die.
But when
you’re young, you just don’t think
This can
occur. You eat, you drink.
And then
your life begins to shrink—
You hurl some
questions into air—
And hope,
perhaps, someone will care
Before your
bough of life is bare.
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