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Review – Felicity

Posted May 7, 2026 by Nicky in Uncategorized / 2 Comments

Review – Felicity

Felicity

by Mary Oliver

Genres: Poetry
Pages: 96
Rating: five-stars
Synopsis:

Mary Oliver, winner of the Pulitzer Prize, celebrates love in her new collection of poems.

If I have any secret stash of poems, anywhere, it might be about love, not anger, Mary Oliver once said in an interview. Finally, in her stunning new collection, Felicity, we can immerse ourselves in Oliver's love poems. Here, great happiness abounds. Our most delicate chronicler of physical landscape, Oliver has described her work as loving the world. With Felicity she examines what it means to love another person. She opens our eyes again to the territory within our own hearts; to the wild and to the quiet. In these poems, she describes--with joy--the strangeness and wonder of human connection. As in Blue Horses, Dog Songs, and A Thousand Mornings, with Felicity Oliver honors love, life, and beauty.

Mary Oliver’s poetry is gorgeous. This was the first of her collections I’d read, though I’d undoubtedly come across her poems before, and I loved how readable and accessible it feels — she isn’t trying to mystify, and her poems share her joy in the world, sometimes even in moments that someone else could make into a tragedy.

It’s actually hard to pick favourites, but here’s one in its entirety that I loved, ‘Everything That Was Broken’:

Everything that was broken has
forgotten it’s brokenness. I live
now in a sky-house, through every
window the sun. Also your presence.
Our touching, our stories. Earthy
and holy both. How can this be, but
it is. Every day has something in
it whose name is Forever.

Definitely a poet I want to read more of.

Rating: 5/5 (“loved it”)

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Review – Blue Horses

Posted April 22, 2026 by Nicky in Reviews / 2 Comments

Review – Blue Horses

Blue Horses

by Mary Oliver

Genres: Poetry
Pages: 83
Rating: five-stars
Synopsis:

Maybe our world will grow kinder eventually. Maybe the desire to make something beautiful is the piece of God that is inside each of us. In this stunning collection, Mary Oliver returns to the imagery that has defined her life's work. Herons, sparrows, owls and kingfishers flit across the page in meditations on love, artistry and impermanence. Whether considering a bird's nest, the seeming patience of oak trees or the paintings of Franz Marc, Mary Oliver reminds us of the transformative power of attention and how much can be contained within the smallest moments. Blue Horses asks what it truly means to belong to this world and to live in it attuned to all its changes. 'To be human,' she shows us, 'is to sing your own song'.

Mary Oliver’s work is definitely a proof that poetry doesn’t have to be impenetrable — there’s something very open and airy about her work, something that invites you in, and she seemed to take such joy in the world and to have had a curiosity about everything.

Here’s the end of one poem that stuck with me:

I’ll just leave you with this.
I don’t care how many angels can
dance on the head of a pin. It’s
enough to know that for some people
they exist, and that they dance.

Definitely going to read more of her collections; kind of wish I’d picked up one or two more at the same time during my trip to Gay’s the Word!

Rating: 5/5 (“loved it”)

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