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It doesn't have to be
the blue iris, it could be
weeds in a vacant lot, or a few
small stones; just
pay attention, then patch
a few words together and don’t try
to make them elaborate, this isn’t
a contest but the doorway
into thanks, and a silence in which
another voice may speak.
"Praying" by Mary Oliver, from Thirst: Poems. © Beacon Press, 2007.
Photography credit: Times-Picayune archive (originally color).
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