Mockingbirds

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MOCKINGBIRDS by Mary OliverThis morningtwo mockingbirdsin the green

fieldwere spinning and tossingthe white ribbonsof their songsinto the

air.I had nothingbetter to dothan listen.I mean thisseriously.In

Greece,a long time ago,an old coupleopened their doorto two

strangerswho were,it soon appeared,not men at all,but gods.It is my

favorite story--how the old couplehad almost nothing to givebut their

willingnessto be attentive--but for this alonethe gods loved themand

blessed them--when they roseout of their mortal bodies,like a million

particles of waterfrom a fountain,the lightswept into all the

cornersof the cottage,and the old couple,shaken with

understanding,bowed down--but still they asked for nothingbut the

difficult lifewhich they had already.And the gods smiled, as they

vanished,clapping their great wings.Wherever it wasI was supposed to

bethis morning--whatever it was I saidI would be doing--I was

standingat the edge of the field--I was hurryingthrough my own

soul,opening its dark doors--I was leaning out;I was listening.Mary

Oliver

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