
“wild geese” from dream work by mary oliver, may 1986
this poem comes up when needed

“wild geese” from dream work by mary oliver, may 1986
this poem comes up when needed
This is my weak attempt at three stanzas even though I am bad at poetry. Note: The first stanza is not by me, it was on a tumblr post. This person wrote it, I believe.
Once upon a dim stage dreary, while I twirled, weak and weary
Under many quaint and curious…
Pangea: I promised a friend I’d try to finish the Poe-Dancing poem.