Friday Poems: Next Time

I read the following poem the other day after seeing it in a photo on SouleMama's post Snapshots. It is a long, wonderful post imho. I recently ordered Amanda's book The Creative Family with the balance on an Amazon gift card. I am so excited for it to arrive.

In the meantime, enjoy this lovely poem.


My MIL got the most darling market umbrella ever!

Next Time
by Mary Oliver

Next time what I'd do is look at
the earth before saying anything. I'd stop
just before going into a house
and be an emperor for a minute
and listen better to the wind
  or to the air being still.

When anyone talked to me, whether
blame or praise or just passing time,
I'd watch the face, how the mouth 
has to work, and see any strain, any
sign of what lifted the voice.

And for all, I'd know more -- the earth
bracing itself and soaring, the air
finding every leaf and feather over
forest and water, and for every person
the body glowing inside the clothes
  like a light.

I hope you all glow inside like this pretty umbrella in my backyard, begging for summer evenings, laughter and lemonade. And lifted voices! 

Enjoy your weekend!

Ciao,
Jess