Schooled in the Art of the Blessing
Out on Thanksgiving Day For a walk from the Airbnb Near a golf course In Greensboro, North Carolina, I address an oncoming stranger With a driver in his hand: Happy Thanksgiving. Happy Thanksgiving. Grace and peace Be with you. Thank you. No: When I say, “‘Grace And peace be with you,’ You say, ‘Grace And peace be with you.’” OK. Grace And peace be with you. For some, thanksgiving is not enough; There must be grace and peace also. For others, they are the same As the sun shines on a found poem And a heron alights from the water trap To land on a log near a pond As old as god.