A remoted-controlled quad-rotor drone follows climbers ascending Pakistan’s 20,623 foot Trango Tower. WIth accesible gear like this, actual mountain climbing expeditions can look as cinematic and gorgeous as theatrical ones.
by Mary Oliver
The kingfisher rises out of the black wave
like a blue flower, in his beak
he carries a silver leaf. I think this is
the prettiest world—so long as you don’t mind
a little dying, how could there be a day in your whole life
that doesn’t have its splash of happiness?
There are more fish than there are leaves
on a thousand trees, and anyway the kingfisher
wasn’t born to think about it, or anything else.
When the wave snaps shut over his blue head, the water
remains water—hunger is the only story
he has ever heard in his life that he could believe.
I don’t say he’s right. Neither
do I say he’s wrong. Religiously he swallows the silver leaf
with its broken red river, and with a rough and easy cry
I couldn’t rouse out of my thoughtful body
if my life depended on it, he swings back
over the bright sea to do the same thing, to do it
(as I long to do something, anything) perfectly.
Mary Oliver will certainly be a poet I often reach for. This first POEM OF THE DAY from Oliver shows her greatest strength: being a fearless and talented student of the world.
Brown Forman Cooperage in Louisville, Kentucky where Jack Daniel’s whiskey barrels are made.