I am trying to find a wonderful poem she wrote about a woman she encountered whose job it was to clean ash trays ... using water from the airport toilets. Mary Oliver wrote such a moving poem (without resorting to cliche), that was my first exposure to her. Always loved her work.
I am trying to find a wonderful poem she wrote about a woman she encountered whose job it was to clean ash trays ... using water from the airport toilets. Mary Oliver wrote such a moving poem (without resorting to cliche), that was my first exposure to her. Always loved her work.