Poem in Thanks, Thomas Lux
Lord Whoever, thank you for this air
I’m about to in- and exhale, this hutch
in the woods, the wood for fire,
the light – both lamp and the natural stuff
of leaf-back, fern, and wing.
For the piano, the shovel
for ashes, the moth-gnawed
blankets, the stone-cold water
stone-cold: thank you.
Thank you, Lord, coming for
to carry me here – where I’ll gnash
it out, Lord, where I’ll calm
and work, Lord, thank you
for the goddam birds singing!
“Good Poems, Selected and Introduced by Garrison Keillor,” Penguin Group,
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thank you for this thank you.. it helps me understand that I can be grateful even when grumpy, tired, scared, or even just plain ornery