Wednesday, October 15, 2025

Thank you, thank you (Mary Oliver)


I have just said
    something
ridiculous to you
    and in response, 

your glorious laughter.
    These are the days
the sun
    is swimming back 

to the east
    and the light on the water
gleams
    as never, it seems, before. 

I can’t remember
    every spring,
I can’t remember
    everything-- 

so many years!
    Are the morning kisses
the sweetest
    or the evenings 

or the inbetweens?
    All I know
is that “thank you” should appear
    somewhere. 

So, just in case
    I can’t find
the perfect place-
    “Thank you, thank you.” 

--Mary Oliver       

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