It's Thanksgiving! (in the U.S., anyway). Today, I share with you the poem Minnesota Thanksgiving by John Berryman:

For that free Grace bringing us past great risks
& thro' great griefs surviving to this feast
sober & still, with the children unborn and born,
among brave friends, Lord, we stand again in debt
and find ourselves in the glad position: Gratitude.

Read the whole poem here. And have a happy Thanksgiving.

P.S. I take my hat off to any poet who can successfully use the word yippee.

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