000			01631nam a22003137i 4500
005			20261016202627.0
008			261016s1995 xx ||||| |||||||| p|eng d
020			_a9780151001903
020			_a0151001901
035			_a(KOHALIB)isbn-9780151001903
040			_aKOHALIB _beng _erda _cKOHALIB
082	0	4	_a814.54 _223
100	1		_aOliver, Mary.
245	1	0	_aBlue pastures / _cMary Oliver.
246	3		_aMary Oliver Blue Pastures
264		1	_aNew York : _bHarcourt Brace, _c1995.
300			_a122 pages
336			_atext _btxt _2rdacontent
337			_aunmediated _bn _2rdamedia
338			_avolume _bnc _2rdacarrier
520			_aWith consummate craftsmanship, Mary Oliver has fashioned fifteen luminous prose pieces: of nature, of writing, of herself and those around her. She praises Whitman ("the brother I did not have") and denounces cuteness ("we are, none of us, cute".) She notes where the extraordinary is to be found ("it is more likely to stick to the risk-taker than the ticket-taker") and extols solitude ("creative work needs the whole sky to fly in, and no eye watching until it comes to that certainty which it aspires to"). Nature speaks to her, and she speaks to nature ("I put my face close to the lily, where it stands just above the grass, and give it a good greeting from the stem of my heart").
590			_aInventory: Single copy, entry 541; recorded quantity 1; damaged N/A
650		4	_aFiction, Short Stories (Single Author)
650		4	_aEssays
650		4	_aCreation (Literary, Artistic, Etc.)
650		4	_aEssays (Single Author)
650		4	_aAmerican Poetry
942			_cBOOK _2ddc
999			_c529 _d529