in gratitude for a culture of dominance
I'm not American but this hits home
I'm grateful that you shared this timely (and powerful) Thanksgiving Day prayer. So many good lines, but these will stay with me,
On the way here, I tried recalling
the lilies of the field,
but the woods were no more—
in their place, a store
selling baskets
made of sweetgrass.
Still, we thank you,
Mother Gaia;
Necessary. Accurate. Strange and true. Will it ever shift? Thank you. And for you being you.
I really appreciate your incisive truth-telling here; so timely ‘tis. Thank you. You are such a gifted writer *and* poet, James.
I'm not American but this hits home
I'm grateful that you shared this timely (and powerful) Thanksgiving Day prayer. So many good lines, but these will stay with me,
On the way here, I tried recalling
the lilies of the field,
but the woods were no more—
in their place, a store
selling baskets
made of sweetgrass.
Still, we thank you,
Mother Gaia;
Necessary. Accurate. Strange and true. Will it ever shift? Thank you. And for you being you.
I really appreciate your incisive truth-telling here; so timely ‘tis. Thank you. You are such a gifted writer *and* poet, James.