Offering

peanut

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Each day I leave my offering —
a roasted peanut unsalted unshelled —
at the threshold of the squirrel’s home
a gesture of goodwill and gratitude
for another day in which I might
recognize God’s proxies and

walk then to the running track
where this morning I found —
improbably — in my lane
a can of my favorite tuna
wild-caught dolphin-safe
chunk-light in water and

maybe it was theft but
I took it anyway sensing
instead another enactment of
the world’s mysterious alchemy
in which peanuts become
tuna grief and joy poems and

the ghost of every once-
solid thing dissipates to
materialize again as
something you would not
expect and better than you
could ever imagine

as when God’s
clever hands
assume fur
as when a thief
might be a poet

and you —
seeing —
can scarcely contain
your delight

tuna

13 comments

  1. Your poem warmed my heart. May we celebrate this interconnectivity. You send out positive energy with that peanut. Good for you. The universe so needs that gift.

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    1. Thanks, LuAnne. I’m sure you’re doing the same — in fact, your sweet response to the poem is an example.

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  2. Wonderful on the poetic side, and the nature-nurturer side! I know about ravens and crows giving gifts “in exchange” for things they’ve “taken” … perhaps a certain squirrel has joined the act? Somehow that seems every bit as likely as a human dropping a can of YOUR tuna right in your path …

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    1. Exactly! So much of life is surprising, but not always in such a delightful way. Thanks, as always, for reading and commenting, Jazz.

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  3. Avia Tinder · · Reply

    I really enjoyed this over at Robert O’s place, which of course, led me here šŸ™‚

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    1. I’m so glad. Bob is one of my favorite poets, so we have in common an appreciation of his work. Thanks for coming my way. šŸ™‚

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      1. Avia Tinder · · Reply

        You’re most welcome, Cate šŸ™‚

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  4. Lynne Burnett · · Reply

    Oh what a joy! Totally loved this!

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    1. Thanks, Lynne. That pleases me!

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  5. Susan Lukwago · · Reply

    That is absolutely delightful! Absolutely! Not theft: circle of goodness, Rafiki

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    1. Thank you, my friend!

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  6. Reblogged this on O at the Edges and commented:
    Cate Terwilliger recognizes God’s proxies…and more in this beautiful poem.

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    1. Always an honor to be reblogged by one of my favorite poets! Thank you, Bob.

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