Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Poem of the Day XI

Minnesota Thanksgiving
by John Berryman from Collected Poems: 1937 to 1971

For that free Grace bringing us past great risks
& thro' great griefs surviving to this feast
sober & still, with the children unborn and born,
among brave friends, Lord, we stand again in debt
and find ourselves in the glad position: Gratitude.

We praise our ancestors who delivered us here
within warm walls all safe, aware of music,
likely toward ample & attractive meat
with whatever accompaniment
Kate in her kind ingenuity has seen fit to devise,

and we hope--across the most strange year to come--
continually to do them and You not sufficient honour
but such as we become able to devise
out of decent or joyful conscience & thanksgiving.
Yippee!
Bless then, as Thou wilt, this wilderness board.

© 1989 Kate Donahue Berryman

2 comments:

  1. I wish I had read this poem before Thanksgiving Day. I was the designated pray-er, and I would have used it to shake up the prayer circle.

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  2. nice.
    yes...I am kind and full of ingenuity...
    but not kind enough to have been reading or commenting your blog...sorry.

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