In “The Summer Day,” Mary Oliver begins with “Who made the world?” and leaves us with this question:
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?
Ever since I’ve read these words, I am unable to forget this question. There is a kind of urgency in the words, “Tell me.” And there is invitation, too, in this gentle command. We hear this also in Oliver’s “Wild Geese” – “Tell me about your despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.”
How could we refuse Oliver’s invitation for conversation?