I decided to reach into my archives for Thanksgiving this year and try to illustrate my favorite Thanksgiving poem. It is Cape Cod Thanksgiving by Amy Belding Brown. I came across it a few years ago while surfing around on the internet and printed it out. It hangs on a bulletin board next to my desk in my office and I read it frequently not just at this time of the year. It reminds me of all the things in nature that I love and am grateful for. I hope you all have a great Thanksgiving and safe travels and if you are somewhere that doesn’t observe the US holiday, I hope you have many people and things to be grateful for.
Cape Cod Thanksgiving
by Amy Belding Brown
Thanks for the blue jay’s raucous wake-up call,
for wing-flit that recalls the August light,
for low cloud’s graceful, melancholy pall,
for beggar wind which hammers through the night.
Thanks for bittersweet’s bright ornament,
and rain which presses down the yellow quilt
of leaves upon earth’s winter discontent,
and for the rhythm of the marsh’s salt and silt.
Thanks for maroon silence of the bog,
for each cranberry’s ripe expectancy,
for yielding curtains of the pewter fog
and most, for the fierce spectacle of the sea –
its energy so savage and spume-flung –
and all the flashing life beneath its tongue.