Mary Oliver;
 of poetry fame

I dreamt the other night, I had
won the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry
Mary Oliver, my poetry mentor, had
won it in 1984. Two days ago she died

She was eighty-three. Two years
younger than me. Means I might not
have time for mine. Better get moving
Mary was one of my poetry idols

For a time I tried to take her advice
Her 1992 A Poetry Handbook of mechanics, 
meter, rhyme, form,  etc.   When I get to
Heaven I'd like to be a student of hers
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 - I am linked with Magaly Guerrero in the Imaginary Garden -- 86 words here for her
at https://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2019/01/weekend-mini-challenge-mustnt-be-fancy.html?showComment=1547967388784&m=1

Mary Oliver:  "When it's over," she says, "I want to say: all my life / I was a bride married to amazement. I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms." ("When Death Comes" from New and Selected Poems (1992).) Wikipedia