Introduction by Mary Oliver When I was young, I learned to trust the world long before I learned to trust myself.A field, a pond, a scattering of trees—these were my earliest teachers. They asked nothing of me. They did not hurry me along. They simply existed, patient and unembarrassed, and from them I understood that attention is a kind of doorway into the … [Read more...] about Mary Oliver Conversations with Her Poetic Mentors