I read this poem for every Free Minds orientation for years, and its final lines show up repeatedly as inspiration and reminder. I posted this on the final week of summer, a blazing hot afternoon where we felt ready to give up, the sun so oppressive. But I wanted to squeeze this into the season. And I wanted to return to Mary Oliver at the one-year anniversary of the poetry box. Maybe it’ll be a tradition.
“Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?”
