West WindThe New York Times has called Mary Oliver's poems "thoroughly convincingas genuine, moving, and implausible as the first caressing breeze of spring." In this stunning collection of forty poemsnineteen previously unpublishedshe writes of nature and love, of the way they transform over time. And the way they remain constant. And what did you think love would be like? A summer day? The brambles in their places, and the long stretches of mud. Flowers in