Join author Callie Feyen as she walks through her dark morning and writes a gratitude poem and invites you to write your own gratitude poems.
Join author Callie Feyen as she recalls Thanksgiving beauty that spilled over into her wedding. And write your own Thanksgiving poem.
Callie Feyen believed she’d lost the poetry of teaching, but Megan Willome showed her that poetry (and teaching) hadn’t lost *her.*
May we share love’s touch with another during this Thanksgiving season, even one whose “need of touches we had never known.”
Wherever you are, make it splendorous and warm during the hopeful Thanksgiving season.
Give thanks for “the vines of the gourd and the rich melon run” with a Thanksgiving poem, The Pumpkin by John Greenleaf Whittier.
Thanksgiving, it seems, is at much an act of memory as of the present moment, a time of reflection. At least to hear Emily Dickinson tell it.
Thanksgiving poems, from gratitude to the table. This one has its share of both.
A poet offers a word of thanks: “Something which says, you didn’t need to make room for this—the onions, the beets, the linen closet, the river and the copper…”