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Thanksgiving Ghost

Like a palimpsest
with traces of the past
showing through,

our table
her favorite feast:

the iconic bird
with its secret

baskets of Indian corn;
a still life of winter

and there,
three generations down,
her pale blue eyes

from the child’s
oblivious face.

Even candles leave behind
invisible fragrance,
and every book

on every shelf
has its half-imagined

—Linda Pastan, from Traveling Light: Poems

And besides waterfowl, there was a great store of wild turkeys, of which they took many, besides venison, etc. Besides they had about a peck of meal a week to a person, or now since harvest, Indian corn to that proportion. Which made many afterwards write so largely of their plenty here to their friends in England, which were not feigned, but true reports.

William Bradford, Of Plymouth Plantation