On poetry: Everyone wants to know what it means. But nobody is asking, How does it feel? - Mary Oliver

It does no good to bark at the television,
I said. I’ve tried it too. So he stopped.

You may not agree, you may not care, but
if you are holding this book you should know that of all the sights I love in this world — and there are plenty — very near the top of the list is this one: dogs without leashes.

I don't want you just to sit down at the table.
I don't want you just to eat, and be content.
I want you to walk out into the fields
where the water is shining, and the rice has risen.
I want you to stand there, far from the white tablecloth.
I want you to fill your hands with the mud, like a blessing.