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American culture
For Americans, Thanksgiving is a holiday that celebrates survival of the pilgrims in the harsh climes of the New England. But it’s a holiday that, as an Australian expat, I have also come to appreciate and to celebrate. While the stories of pilgrims and Indians have little relevance to me, there is something about this [...]
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This is the eighth in a series of Thanksgiving Poems in preparation for next week. Do you have a favourite thanksgiving poem? The Thanksgivings From a traditional Iroquois Song trans. Harriet Maxwell Converse 1908 We who are here present thank the Great Spirit that we are here to praise Him.We thank Him that He has [...]
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This is the seventh in a series of Thanksgiving Poems in preparation for next week. Do you have a favourite thanksgiving poem? A Thanksgiving Poem Lyrics of Sunshine and ShadowPaul Laurence Dunbar 1905 The sun hath shed its kindly light,Our harvesting is gladly o’er,Our fields have felt no killing blight,Our bins are filled with goodly [...]
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This is the fifth in a series of Thanksgiving Poems in preparation for next week. Do you have a favourite thanksgiving poem? The pure contralto sings in the organ loft From Leaves of Grass Walt Whitman 1900 The pure contralto sings in the organ loft;The carpenter dresses his plank—the tongue of his foreplane whistles its [...]
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This is the fifth in a series of Thanksgiving Poems in preparation for next week. Do you have a favourite thanksgiving poem? 814: One day is there of the Series Emily Dickinson One Day is there of the SeriesTermed Thanksgiving Day.Celebrated part at TablePart in Memory. Neither Patriarch nor PussyI dissect the PlaySeems it to [...]
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This is the fourth in a series of Thanksgiving Poems in preparation for next week. Do you have a favourite thanksgiving poem? Thanksgiving Ella Wheeler Wilcox 1896 We walk on starry fields of whiteAnd do not see the daisies;For blessings common in our sightWe rarely offer praises.We sigh for some supreme delightTo crown our lives [...]
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This is the third in a series of Thanksgiving Poems in preparation for next week. Do you have a favourite thanksgiving poem? Thanksgiving Kate Seymour Maclean 1880 The Autumn hills are golden at the top,And rounded as a poet’s silver rhyme;The mellow days are ruby ripe, that dropOne after one into the lap of [...]
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