Little Alleluias

These works observe, search, pause, astonish, and give thanks to both love and the natural world. In constant conversation with the sublime, (i.e. “Are you afraid? / Somewhere a thousand swans are flying / through winter’s worst storm.“), Oliver has the rare skill of rendering existence: her poems bring movement to stillness, and people to the Earth, themselves, and each other. Her essays declare her heart and her home, too, alongside thoughts on Wordsworth, Emerson, and Hawthorne-the odes and elegies of Provincetown’s resident poet.