Tradition

Time after time we repeat
traditions of ancestors
trying to connect or root
today in something better
trusting collective recall:
turkey, as dry as always
to heal a suffering world


Though dry and served with irony-rich sides, this turkey of a poem is intended as my Thanksgiving gift of gratitude for poets, poetry, and the constant comfort of words. Inspired by dVerse.

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