Sudden Upwelling of Thanks

Another early poem I read in school which has cropped up at odd moments in my life. When I lived in Boston and toured the Sam Adams brewery, someone had used chalk to write the whole text out on an alley doorway nearby.


This never ceases to make me grateful or at least feel guilty at my ingratitude. Especially on amazing fall days like today, full of zoo animals and sushi and movies and fondue and iPad and cupcakes and family who don't hold a grudge when you drink too much and hurl into a plastic bag while driving through downtown Seattle. I believe it was Björk who said it best: "All is full of love."

I thank you god for most this amazing day

e.e. cummings

i thank You God for most this amazing
day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky;and for everything
wich is natural which is infinite which is yes


(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun's birthday;this is the birth
day of life and love and wings:and of the gay
great happening illimitably earth)


how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any-lifted from the no
of all nothing-human merely being
doubt unimaginable You?


(now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)