Author: Mary Oliver

Cited by

• Cheryl Strayed (1)
  • IN: Wild (2012) Non-fiction, Memoir, American
    EPIGRAPH: Tell me, what is it you plan to do / With your one wild and precious life?
    FROM: "The Summer Day", (1992), Poem, US
• Jacqueline Kolosov (1)
  • IN: Along the Way (2015) Fiction, Young Adult Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?
    FROM: The Summer Day, (1992), Poem, US
• Amber J. Keyser (1)
  • IN: Pointe Claw (2017) Fiction, Young Adult Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through dessert repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.
    FROM: Wild Geese, (2004), Poem, US
• Isabel Allende (1)
  • IN: Maya's Notebook (2011) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: Tell me, what else should I have done? Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon? Tell me what is it you plan to do With your one wild and precious life?
    FROM: The Summer Day, (1990), Poem, US
• Meg Donohue (1)
  • IN: Dog Crazy (2015) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Beacuse of the dog's joyfulness, our own is increased. It is no small gift.
    FROM: Dog Songs, (2013), Poem, US
• Tracy Guzeman (1)
  • IN: The Gravity of Birds (2013) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: I wake earlier, now that the birds have come And sing in the unfailing trees. On a cot by an open window I lie like land used up, while spring unfolds. Now of all voyagers I remember, who among them Did not board ship with grief among their maps?— Till it seemed men never go somewhere, they only leave Wherever they are, when the dying begins. For myself, I find my wanting life Implores no novelty and no disguise of distance; Where, in what country, might I put down these thoughts, Who still am citizen of this fallen city? On a cot by an open window, I lie and remember While the birds in the trees sing of the circle of time. Let the dying go on, and let me, if I can, Inherit from disaster before I move. O, I go to see the great ships ride from harbor, And my wounds leap with impatience; yet I turn back To sort the weeping ruins of my house: Here or nowhere I will make peace with the fact.
    FROM: No Voyage, (1965), Poem, US
• Helen Oyeyemi (2)
  • IN: Mr Fox (2011) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: In the darkness they wondered if they could do it, and knew they had to try to do it.
    FROM: NULL, (None), [NA], US
  • IN: Mr. Fox (2011) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: In the darkness they wondered if they could do it, and knew they had to try to do it.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, US
• Terry McMillan (1)
  • IN: I Almost Forgot About You (2016) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this, too, was a gift.
    FROM: "The Uses of Sorrow (In My Sleep I Dreamed This Poem)", (2007), Poem, US
• Lisa Gornick (1)
  • IN: Tinderbox (2013) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: once in a while, you can creep out of your own life and become someone else --
    FROM: "Acid", (1983), Poem, US
• Erica Bauermeister (1)
  • IN: Joy for Beginners (2011) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?
    FROM: The Summer Day, (1992), Poem, US