The Summer Day

Mary Oliver

1935 to 2019

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I don't know exactly what a prayer is.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
This grasshopper, I mean—
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down—
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
which is what I have been doing all day.
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Who made the world?
Who made the grasshopper?
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.