Thy Blessings

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Thanksgiving Day in St. Paul, Minnesota 1966

Missed Time

by Ha Jin

My notebook has remained blank for months
thanks to the light you shower
around me. I have no use
for my pen, which lies
languorously without grief.

Nothing is better than to live
a storyless life that needs
no writing for meaning—
when I am gone, let others say
they lost a happy man,
though no one can tell how happy I was.


I wrote Thy Blessings as my prayer of Thanksgiving about 5 years ago.  It had been many years since a prayer had been said at my families Thanksgiving table, and I had yet to create a new tradition rooted in poetry and so it was shared in the living room, prior to the meal with everyone standing.

It took people a little by surprise.  I am not sure they knew what to make of it. It was short enough that people’s attention didn’t waver. Poetry was still something relatively new in my life and it was many years before Fourteen lines became a reality.  It’s never too early, it’s never too late to start a new tradition of thankfulness in your family. Do you have a favorite prayer of thanks?  Do you have a poem that you read at Thanksgiving?  Please share it in the comments section, I would love to read it.

Happy Thanksgiving


Thy Blessings

by T. A. Fry

If its by my fruit that you shall know me,
than look to the least of what I’ve done
For my best comes from many,
My worst from only one.

My blessings are overflowing,
More than I deserve.
My bounty is ever growing
My fruits are thy preserves.

 

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A Sonnet Obsession

I am a life-long Minnesotan who resides in Minneapolis. I hope you enjoy my curated selection of sonnets, short poems and nerdy ruminations.

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