Three things I learnt from Mary Oliver
 
A poem is not
a racing car.
 
A poem is in
the warm salt wind
that licks me to life
in the Cornish morning.
 
A poem is as clear
as my son’s eyes.

Alex Corrin-Tachibana



Mary Oliver, poet.
(September 10, 1935 – January 17, 2019) 

If you have any thoughts on this poem, Alex Corrin-Tachebana would be pleased to hear them.