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Mary Oliver When Death COmes

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FAS When death comes like the hungry bear in autumn; when death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse to buy me, and snaps the purse shut; when death comes like the measle-pox when death comes like an iceberg between the shoulder blades, I want to step through the door full of curiosity, wondering: what is it going to be like, that cottage of darkness? And therefore I look upon everything as a brotherhood and a sisterhood, and I look upon time as no more than an idea, and I consider eternity as another possibility, and I think of each life as a flower, as common as a field daisy, and as singular, and each name a comfortable music in the mouth, tending, as all music does, toward silence, and each body a lion of courage, and something precious to the earth. When it's over, I want to say all my life I was a bride married to amazement. I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms. When it's over, I don't want

Mary Oliver When Death COmes &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp FAS When death comes like the hungry bear in autumn; when death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse &nbsp to buy me, and snaps the purse shut; when death comes like the measle-pox &nbsp when death comes like an iceberg between the shoulder blades, &nbsp I want to step through the door full of curiosity, wondering: what is it going to be like, that cottage of darkness? &nbsp And therefore I look upon everything as a brotherhood and a sisterhood, and I look

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