Small Bodies | Mary Oliver
by Elouise
Here’s a small parable for today. What do you think it’s about? My comments follow.
Small Bodies
It is almost summer. In the pond
The pickerel leap,
and the delicate teal have brought forth
their many charming young,
and the turtle is ravenous.
It is hard sometimes, oh Lord,
to be faithful.
I am more boldly made
than the little ducks, paddling and laughing.
But not so bold
as the turtle
with his greasy mouth.
I know you know everything—
I rely on this.
Still, there are so many small bodies in the world,
for which I am afraid.© 2008 by Mary Oliver
From her 2008 collection, Red Bird, p. 31
Published by Beacon Press 2008
Without top-dog animal predators, the natural world would cease to function efficiently. Without judicious pruning, trees wouldn’t develop strong, healthy branches or fruit.
But what about this ravenous, bold turtle with his greasy mouth? And what small bodies does Mary have in mind? Is this only about the pickerel, young teal and little ducks?
Mary Oliver opened her heart to nature – observing, describing and pondering what it might be telling or showing her. I imagine she discerns allegories or sees mirrors of what she experiences in human nature, including herself.
Given our current situation here in the USA, Mary might make connections between our pandemic world and the pond. We, too, have ‘so many small bodies’ vulnerable to predators and greasy-mouthed turtles. So many that, like Mary, I don’t know what to do or say except this:
I know you know everything—
I rely on this.
To be small and needy today is as dangerous as being a small duck in a ravenous turtle’s pond. Predatory behavior thrives at every level of governmental, public and private life. Especially when the pond is well-stocked with small bodies unable to fend for themselves, the number of ponds is drying up, and greasy-mouthed turtles grow ever larger and more ravenous.
Mary’s poem wasn’t meant to be a sermon. Still, it asks me to consider how I’m looking out (or not) for small bodies in our USA-style shrinking pond with its ravenous turtles.
© Elouise Renich Fraser, 21 May 2020
Photo of baby Wood Ducks found at pinterest
Good people will always try to help those who don’t have a voice, help those are small, help those who are unable to help themselves…
I just worry if there are enough good people to help all those who need help.
The places and the people we all SHOULD be able to rely upon…we often can’t. 😦
GREAT post, Elouise! Important subject to ponder and act upon.
(((HUGS))) 🙂
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I often wonder what Mary Oliver would say about our current situation…if she were still here. Your line about people we should, but often can’t rely upon, is spot on. And the cause of much distress and anguish. I still say with you, we can always pay attention to those struggling with life. They have tons of wisdom and experience. Sometimes they’re lacking resources and advocates (who don’t pretend to be Great Gurus). Often, they just need someone to listen so they can articulate their pain, anguish, fear…. I pray you have a good day with your family, friends and pets, no matter what or who shows up in person or on the evening news! 🙂
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Thank you!
(((HUGS))) and keep smiling! 🙂
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And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, “Behold, the dwelling place of God is with man. He will dwell with them, and they will be his people, and God himself will be with them as their God. Rev. 21:3 I like what you said Elouise he sees everything. What a encouraging thought. God does care about us very much. Peace and joy to you
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Thank you, Tom. When I was young, we used to sing “God has no hands (mouth, feet, eyes) but our hands to do God’s work today….” Your comment and Mary’s poem reminded me of this. It’s a tall order. Not for the faint of heart. 💜💕
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So true we must be faithful. Pray for more faith. Holy Spirit pour your love out on Elouise. Awaken and stir her heart to all she has in you and her identity in you. Amen
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