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The Uses of Sorrow - by Mary Oliver

 

 
 

The Uses of Sorrow

(In my sleep I dreamed this poem)

 

Someone I loved once gave me
a box full of darkness.

It took me years to understand

that this, too, was a gift.


 

                                          (by Mary Oliver, from Thirst, Beacon Press, Boston, 2006)
 

 
                                                    painting vestiges, 2008,recycled plastic dropcloth 
 
 
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