I remember the first time I stumbled upon “The Kitten” by Mary Oliver, also known as the one-eyed kitten poem, about two or three years ago. It instantly became one of my all-time favorite poems. This simple yet profound piece of writing captured my heart with its touching story and beautiful imagery. The way Mary Oliver weaves words together to describe the resilience and spirit of that one-eyed kitten is truly remarkable. It’s a poem that has stayed with me, reminding me of the beauty that can be found in the smallest and most unexpected places of life.
@hypomaniic and i’s collaborative interpretation of the kitten by #maryoliver 🙂 (send her a follow and check out her work it’s amazing)
By Mary Oliver
More amazed than anything
I took the perfectly black
with the one large eye
in the center of its small forehead
from the house cat’s bed
and buried it in a field
behind the house.
I suppose I could have given it
to a museum,
I could have called the local
But instead I took it out into the field
and opened the earth
and put it back
saying, it was real,
saying, life is infinitely inventive,
saying, what other amazements
lie in the dark seed of the earth, yes,
I think I did right to go out alone
and give it back peacefully, and cover the place
with the reckless blossoms of weeds.
“The Kitten” by Mary Oliver is a poem that deeply resonates with me. It tells the story of a stillborn kitten with a single eye in the center of its forehead, a truly unique and rare occurrence. Instead of seeking attention or sensationalism, the author chooses to bury the kitten quietly in a field behind her house. This act of solitude and reverence speaks to me about our connection to the natural world.
The poem reminds me that life is full of unpredictability and beauty in the most unexpected places. The one-eyed kitten, though born lifeless, holds a message of the extraordinary in the ordinary. Sometimes, there are moments so sacred that they are meant to be kept private, cherished for their rarity.
The image of laying the kitten to rest among the wild and reckless weeds symbolizes the untamed and unpredictable nature of life itself. We can’t control everything, and that’s okay. Life is endlessly creative, and that’s something to marvel at and respect.
In conclusion, “The Kitten” by Mary Oliver resonates deeply with me as I express my love to Josie, my beloved cat, every day. It reminds me that each moment is an opportunity to cherish and celebrate the beauty that surrounds us, just as I do with Josie and the cats in my neighbors’ lives. Like the one-eyed kitten in the poem, every living being, no matter how unique or ordinary, contributes to the rich tapestry of life. So, I’ll continue to express my love and appreciation for these precious moments, for they are the threads that weave together the extraordinary story of our existence.