“Thanks” by W.S. Merwin exactly captures the power and beauty of gratitude. It’s the all or nothing quality he proclaims which, to me, holds the real power of gratitude. How crucial it is to harness our own power to be thankful for everything that comes to us. This doesn’t mean everything is beautiful or feels right. Injustice sometimes reigns, as his poem insists. But that we can make meaning of it all with silence, effort, and love. That’s exactly right.
Thanks to all of you who so kindly read my posts. Thanks to all of you who write to me about something you’ve read, or something you’d like to read. Thanks to all who have supported my writing. Thanks to you for the kind reviews and words and gifts you’ve made of Gospel of Dust and Meeting Bone Man.
Thanks to W.S. Merwin for living the life that brought this poem into the world. Thanks to Copper Canyon Press for publishing the poem back in 2005 (I think). Thanks to the Academy of American Poets for publishing it on its blog.
Thanks to Rock Creek Park in Washington, D.C. for being so beautiful last week when I took the photograph above.