A Very Mary Variation
Here’s a QUADRUPLE Golden Shovel using four intertwined lines from Mary Oliver’s poems to form a vertical scaffold. They appear like this prior to my own writing (read each line from top to bottom, small devices turned sideways):
In Over She All
The The Was The
Robes swamp singing way
Of And Her To
The The Death the
night darkness song grave
Reading the six word lines vertically, the four lines come from the poems “Night Herons,” “White Heron Rises over Black Water,” “Red,” and “Honey Locust,” in that order.
Robes of Resfeber
in mourning over her plans she anticipated with all
the heart of the adventurer she was, she cast the
robes of resfeber into the swamp and began singing the way
of the solivagant and free-spirit; her path to
the trouvaille of the unplanned journey marked the death of
the
night cloaked in darkness and buried her song of despair deep in an unmarked grave
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