Aging with Time
In 1997, Mary Oliver was 60, and I was just entering the world. In that year, she wrote the poem, “Am I Not Among The Early Risers,” and the lines that are sticking with me this morning are as follows:
Here is an amazement—once I was twenty years old and in
Every motion of my body there was a delicious ease,
And in every motion of the green …
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