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  1. myrnag
    May the delicate seasonal beauty take flight,
    Penetrate window, door, and, with sleight
    Of hand, carve intricate chimney patterns so rare
    That they awaken, astonish, their simplicity Bare 
    Truth in Natural cape, a Truth no dictator dare lame,
    Cast, defeated, underground enchained,
    Nay through the untold hours of dearth,
    A piece of peace places thrones on Earth,
    And scattered thus, vision germinates
    While curious hare, white peacock circulate.
     
    MG
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    A Thanksgiving Meditation
    I gaze within the soup and find
    The tough reality and rind
    Of squash and ginger, onion skin
    And celery, sliced fine, sliced thin
    To spice the diced and chronic thoughts
    That boil and simmer, never lost
    Within my heart and stomach, mind
    That search for reasons lawyers bind
    To depositions to present in court
    Before the world, which could not abort
    The catastrophic video played
    And played and still relayed
    Around the globe, around the clock
    As parents, kids on every block
    Rushed to the scene to lend a hand,
    A swollen tissue, some gauze, a band
    Of makeshift toweling, tourniquets
    That choked off death for some. Still it’s
    Hard to give our thanks and pray,
    Though thanks are due in a heavy way,
    For here we sit and love each other
    Amidst the plenty, amidst the brother/
    Sisterhood our hostess sings,
    She fills our plates, her eyes have wings
    To fly around and stroke souls sore,
    To make us welcome on her shores.
    No matter where we’re from we’re here
    Together gripping strength not fear.
    The planet will survive disgrace
    For evil deeds need have no place,
    When each child grows and loves its fate,
    Feels realized, its talents rate
    Appreciation, applause and wonder
    And no one tries to steal its thunder,
    Then everyone will feel secure,
    Then peace will reign, I know, I’m sure.
    Our language lingers a woof, a cry
    Of happiness, of humble pie.
    And so United, clasped and bound
    To our set purpose, this space resounds
    With hope that ours a better world
    This day — not hence — will be unfurled.
    So look into the shiny mirror
    Your plate’s become, reflect, consider
    The hand that skillfully drew its shape,
    That turned it over, signed its nape,
    That imprint traveled from God-knows-where
    Yet touches our Thanksgiving fare.
    So see how we are all connected
    From clay we come, our breath injected
    With the power to build, not be inert,
    But I’ve said enough:
    Let’s toast dessert!
     
    2003
    Winooski, VT
    From “Sensing Worlds of Worlds”
    Poem-Songs on Loving & the World
    ©️2004 Myrna Goldstein
     
    Thank you for reading! 🤎
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