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A Very Mary Variation

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it was a voyage just beginning 

they traveled like a matched team 

landscapes and moments flowing together 

a quick-falling, white-veined stream 

straw hillsides, citron and butter-colored 

a hint of paradise 

like nothing you’ve ever imagined 

a miracle is taking place

Lines found in and borrowed from the poems of Mary Oliver, in this sequence:

“Goldenrod, Late Fall”

“The Snakes”

“Clapp’s Pond”

“The Dipper”

“Goldenrod”

“Am I Not Among the Early Risers”

“Humpbacks”

“This Morning”

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