Reviews for Upstream

by Mary Oliver

Library Journal
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While most of the essays in this collection have been published previously, they span the last 20 years of this National Book Award and Pulitzer Prize-winning poet's life so that the experience of reading them together is almost like reading a memoir. Rather than a seamless narrative about the major events that have shaped Oliver's life, the book is an extended meditation on the significant discoveries that formed her mind: the quiet woods near her childhood home in rural Ohio, Walt Whitman, Ralph Waldo Emerson, cool solitude. In each essay, Oliver reflects on these influences and reveals how they have made her the keen observer and artist that she is today. Her focus on nature and the concept of seeing calls to mind Annie Dillard's Pilgrim at Tinker Creek. Certainly, Oliver's collection will appeal to Dillard fans and to anyone who enjoys nature writing, but readers who have found Dillard too effusive will find Oliver much more precise and, therefore, much more accessible. VERDICT Highly recommended as an entrée to Oliver's works, this volume should also be required reading for artists of all kinds, not just writers, and especially aspiring creative minds.-Meagan Lacy, Guttman Community Coll., CUNY © Copyright 2016. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.


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Oliver is a welcoming and revered poet who brings lyrical grace, measure, and motion to her glinting, musing, probing essays, as well as a fluid transcendentalist sensibility. This exquisite collection reaches back 25 years, then moves forward to gather the best of her prose musings, including a new tribute to Provincetown, long her home and now much changed. In the title piece, Oliver remembers a profound childhood journey in which she wandered away from her parents, walking along and in a stream against the current, enthralled by the water, flowers, ferns, and all the other living wonders. She writes, Attention is the beginning of devotion. In My Friend Walt Whitman, she celebrates the making of a life separate from the mainstream, of following a tributary of concentration and creativity, cherishing two blessings: the natural world, and the world of writing. This resplendent and uplifting collection is a paean to the earth and to the writers and thinkers who taught Oliver to observe with passion, to think with patience, to live always caringly. Just as she teaches us.--Seaman, Donna Copyright 2016 Booklist


Kirkus
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The Pulitzer Prizewinning poet lovingly reflects on her relationship to nature and the written word.As a child, Ohio native Oliver (Felicity: Poems, 2015, etc.) found her greatest solace in twoblessingsthe natural world and the world of writing. In this collection, she provides readers glimpses into the solitary but rich world she has inhabited as a poet. The first of five untitled sections deals loosely with Olivers childhood, when she discovered the pleasures of the natural world and poet Walt Whitman, the brother I did not have. Oliver also discusses the inner vision that has guided and driven her as she has moved upstream against conventional life currents. In the second section, the poet offers observations on the forests, beaches, and watery places she loves. For her, all living things are interconnected: not at this moment but soon enough, we are lambs and we are leaves, and we are stars, and the shining, mysterious pond water itself. The third section contains Olivers musings on three writersEmerson, Poe, and Wordsworthwho taught her about the writing craft and about living life with intelligence and sensitivity. Her fascination with animals defines the fourth section of the book. Like the bear that rub[ed] up against the Provincetown Town Hall, they are as much her companions as they are ambassador[s] of a world that returns now only in poets dreams. And while she must live in places meant for humans, it is the temple of nature to which she endlessly returns. In the final section, Oliver briefly considers Provincetown, which was her home of 50 years. Overfishing and climate change have transformed it into a town of pleasure, yet one that has for her has always been heaven. Part paean to nature and part meditation on the writing life, this elegant and simply written book is a neo-Romantic celebration of life and the pursuit of art that is sure to enchant Olivers many admirers. A lyrical, tender essay collection. Copyright Kirkus Reviews, used with permission.


Publishers Weekly
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Distinguished, honored, prolific, popular, bestselling-adjectives that don't always hang out together-describe Oliver's body of work, nearly three dozen volumes of poetry and collections of prose. This group (19 essays, 16 from previous collections) is a distillation of sorts. Born of two "blessings-the natural world, and the world of writing: literature," it partakes of the spirits of a journal, a commonplace book, and a meditation. The natural world pictured here is richly various, though Oliver seems most drawn to waterways. All manner of aquatic life-shark and mackerel, duck and egret-accompany her days, along with spiders, foxes, even a bear. Her keen observations come as narrative (following a fox) or as manual (building a house) or as poems masquerading as description ("I have seen bluefish arc and sled across the water, an acre of them, leaping and sliding back under the water, then leaping again, toothy, terrible, lashed by hunger"). When the world of writing enters, currently unfashionable 19th-century writers emerge-Percy Shelley, William Wordsworth, William James-in readings that evade academic textual analyses and share the look-at-what-I-saw tone animating Oliver's observations of the natural world. The message of her book for its readers is a simple and profound one: open your eyes. (Oct.) © Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved.