When Death Comes - A poem by Mary Oliver

Mary Oliver - When Death Comes

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 to wonder
if I have made of my life something particular, and real.

I don't want to find myself sighing and frightened,
or full of argument.

I don't want to end up simply having visited this world.

Added: on May 2nd, 2006 at 11:49 AM | Viewed: 29932 times | Comments (13)

When Death Comes - Comments and Information
Poet: Mary Oliver Poem: When Death Comes Poem of the Day on: Nov 30 2003 Comment 13 of 13, added on July 20th, 2006 at 6:46 AM. This is a poem that does throw the reader. The images at the beginning seem not to connect, with the strongest lines of her wonderment of going through the doors of death. However, the lines and images do all work together. Death is never an easy subject, especially if there has been a recent departing in one's circle of friends or family. Poets take on the challenge of giving a framework of emotions that help heal--or to at least to ponder. I would encourage everyone not to rush through this poem, but try to join the poet as she weaves her journey to the unknown. You may also want to read Langston Hughes' "Dear Lovely Death". It is a poem that I find myself reading many times. dallas from United States Comment 12 of 13, added on July 19th, 2006 at 10:46 PM. In Mary Oliver poems there are always questions (sans punctuation marks). This is an important part of the pleasure in reading her work. The questions are private, personal, and little surprises that awaken your imagination. Rewarding and thoughtful. Sunny Bartholomew from United States Comment 11 of 13, added on May 2nd, 2006 at 11:49 AM. Wow. This poem is horrible. The poet uses boring, cliched adjectives and never reaches a point. Is it a stroy? What she's thinking about? A bunch of random statements about death? I don't know. She seems to change her standpoint on death too. I'd say this creatively challenged poet was in it for the money but I can't see a poet making a lot of money. Randy William Rhoads from United States More Comments >> Are you looking for more information on this poem? Perhaps you are trying to analyze it? The poem, When Death Comes, has received 13 comments. Click here to read them, and perhaps post a comment of your own. Of course you can also always discuss poems by Mary Oliver with others on the Poetry Connection poetry forum!

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When Death Comes Last read: 2008-05-16 16:49:55 Poem of the Day on: Nov 30 2003 Viewed 29932 times. Added on May 2nd, 2006 at 11:49 AM.

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