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A Note Left on the Door by Mary Oliver There are these: the blue skirts of the ocean walking in now, almost to the edge of town, and a thousand birds, in their incredible wings which they think nothing of, crying out that the day is long, the fish are plentiful. And friends, being as kind as friends can be, striving to lift the darkness. Forgive me, Lord of honeysuckle, of trees, of notebooks, of typewriters, of music, that there are also these: the lover, the singer, the poet asleep in the shadows. You can find this poem in Thirst.