My poem to memorize for this month is another Mary Oliver selection, one of her most well known, and a good one for the start of the year.

It echoes last month’s David Whyte poem a bit, with his “Everything is waiting for you” and her “the world offers itself to your imagination”.

I pondered whether I should repeat a poet so soon, but I’m just going to do what I want to do, to let my disposition “love what it loves”. No obligations. No expectations. No master list of must-memorize poems. Just follow where the fascination and the delight leads. Good guidance in general.