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Understand, I am always trying to figure out
what the soul is,
and where hidden,
and what shape-


New and Selected Poems, Volume Two, an anthology of forty-two new poems-an entire volume in itself-and sixty-nine poems hand-picked by Mary Oliver from six of her last eight books, is a major addition to a career in poetry that has spanned nearly five decades. Now recognized as an unparalleled poet of the natural world, Mary Oliver writes with unmatched dexterity and a profound appreciation for the divergence and convergence of all living things.

Mary Oliver is always searching for the soul of things. In poem after poem, her investigations go from the humble green bean that nourishes her and makes her wonder if something/-I can't name it-watches as I walk the/rows, accepting the gift of their lives/to assist mine to the vast, untouchable bliss of things you can't reach./But you can reach out to them, and all day long./The wind, the bird flying away./The

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      Publisher: Beacon Press
      Publication Date: 12/10/2005
      ISBN13: 9780807068861, 978-0807068861
      ISBN10: 0807068861
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      Description

      Book Synopsis
      Understand, I am always trying to figure out
      what the soul is,
      and where hidden,
      and what shape-


      New and Selected Poems, Volume Two, an anthology of forty-two new poems-an entire volume in itself-and sixty-nine poems hand-picked by Mary Oliver from six of her last eight books, is a major addition to a career in poetry that has spanned nearly five decades. Now recognized as an unparalleled poet of the natural world, Mary Oliver writes with unmatched dexterity and a profound appreciation for the divergence and convergence of all living things.

      Mary Oliver is always searching for the soul of things. In poem after poem, her investigations go from the humble green bean that nourishes her and makes her wonder if something/-I can't name it-watches as I walk the/rows, accepting the gift of their lives/to assist mine to the vast, untouchable bliss of things you can't reach./But you can reach out to them, and all day long./The wind, the bird flying away./The

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