Anyone who has ever hugged a tree seems to lurve MARY OLIVER, and who can blame them, considering her Pulitzer Prize winning poetry pays tribute to the natural world in a manner that has earned her comparisons to Whitman and Thoreau. There’s a wild mix of beauty and terror in all of her confessional verses, from the quiet serenity of her morning walks in Provincetown and her observations of wild geese, to the way she compares death to a hungry bear. In Thirst, Oliver’s latest collection, grief over her longtime partner’s passing and a strong sense of spirituality figures prominently, but she has never stopped looking at the world with the eyes of a writer amazed by its organic wonders. We're told tickets are sold out, but there will be a waiting line outside the theatre for stragglers/desperate Oliver-heads. Let her guide you to the forest and back when she reads at the Coolidge Corner Theatre, 290 Harvard St, Brookline |Nov 29 @ 6 pm | $2 | 617.566.6660.