The Faces of Deer Mary Oliver When for too long I don't go deep enough into the woods to see them, they begin to enter my dreams. It's a young girl who photographs her young friends.
In what other poem of the kind will be found, together with so much versatility of wit, so incisive a directness of poetic eloquence.
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