Literary Hook: A holiday tradition: ‘This Thanksgiving, Remember’

Christine Swanberg
Christine Swanberg

By Christine Swanberg
Author and Poet

This Thanksgiving, Remember

Remember the air that made the clouds that made the rain

that watered the ground and made the potatoes

both white and sweet at your Thanksgiving table.

Remember the birds that gave the eggs that gave the meat

that baked in the oven and smelled divine

surrounded by sage dressing at your Thanksgiving table.

Remember the sun that fed the vines that made the wine

that went into long-stemmed glasses and shimmered

near the candles at your Thanksgiving table.

Remember the miners who culled the silver and the fire

that molded the precious metal that became a spoon

so perfectly set around your Thanksgiving table.

Remember the migrants who picked the lemons that you slice in water with ice, and who carried the pumpkins that whipped into the pie at your Thanksgiving table.

Remember the cows for all their kindnesses: the cream,

the milk, the cheese, and the chocolate that finished

the meal at your Thanksgiving table. Dare not forget:

All pilgrims who seek the higher life in strange

and wonderful places. All the invisible faces

of those gone on, the homeless, and the struggling,

our blue planet, that most special place in the universe,

where we the lucky thrive amidst rivers and orchards

where fruit hangs in perfect abundant globes.

First published in Out of Line, then in The Alleluia Tree.

From the Nov. 26-Dec. 2, 2014, issue

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