November 26, 2016
Dear Subscriber:
Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of
view. This week’s theme is gratitude, in honor of Thanksgiving, which falls on
November 24.
Today’s poem is a Thanksgiving poem about eating and being
eaten.
I welcome comments on my poems at
http://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
To live is to be prey. Meals for microbes.
Horror hangs in the blood like a barracuda
As packs of ravenous viruses howl at the moon.
No flesh is but food. Fierce hunger waits at the crossings
Knowing nothing but lust for the taste of our gristle,
Singing hallelujahs to the Lord.
Give thanks, then, too, for the gift of robust hunger;
In humble gratitude, for the legacy of lust.
Vividly we live and die, our suffering
In perfect harmony with our feeding frenzy;
Nor can we be else but both murderers and murdered,
Grateful for the unsought grace of being.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I
chose for it at http://www.poemsforfree.com/tolive.html
. For more poems about gratitude, go to http://www.poemsforfree.com/thanksgivingpoems.html.
This week’s theme: Gratitude.
November 21: Thank You for the Gift of Understanding
November 22: Gratitude, like Love, Is Part of Being
November 23: Thank You for All that You Have Given
November 24: Thanksgiving Is a Moment to Remember
November 25: Thanksgiving Is a Time for Giving Thanks
November 26: To Live Is to Be Prey