Thursday, 28 April 2016

The Wedding Vow

Exactly two years ago on Monday 28 April 2014 I posted my first post, Alone, at the centre of a circle by Sharon Olds. On 28 April 2015 I payed tribute to miss Olds by posting Take the I out.
This year some 930 posts since April 2014, again miss Olds making The Wedding Vow:



I did not stand at the altar, I stood
at the foot of the chancel steps, with my beloved,
and the minister stood on the top step
holding the open Bible. The church
was wood, painted ivory inside, no people—God's
stable perfectly cleaned. It was night,
spring—outside, a moat of mud,
and inside, from the rafters, flies
fell onto the open Bible, and the minister
tilted it and brushed them off. We stood
beside each other, crying slightly
with fear and awe. In truth, we had married
that first night, in bed, we had been
married by our bodies, but now we stood
in history—what our bodies had said,
mouth to mouth, we now said publicly,
gathered together, death. We stood
holding each other by the hand, yet I also
stood as if alone, for a moment,
just before the vow, though taken
years before, took. It was a vow
of the present and the future, and yet I felt it
to have some touch on the distant past
or the distant past on it, I felt
the silent, dry, crying ghost of my
parents' marriage there, somewhere
in the bright space—perhaps one of the
plummeting flies, bouncing slightly
as it hit forsaking all others, then was brushed
away. I felt as if I had come
to claim a promise—the sweetness I'd inferred
from their sourness; and at the same time that I had
come, congenitally unworthy, to beg.
And yet, I had been working toward this hour
all my life. And then it was time
to speak—he was offering me, no matter
what, his life. That is all I had to
do, that evening, to accept the gift
I had longed for—to say I had accepted it,
as if being asked if I breathe. Do I take?
I do. I take as he takes—we have been
practising this. Do you bear this pleasure? I do.

6 comments:

  1. Happy blogiversary, Han! We are so blessed to have you as part of our community. Thank you for sharing this lovely poem.

    Hugs and blessings...Cat

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    1. Ahum. Thank you Cat. Every blog should have a reader as kind and as loyal as you are.

      Thank you for all your lovely comments,
      Han

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  2. I found you 6 week after.
    Smile.
    Read all and send your link to a friend and said:
    Look at this blog, i like what he writes and he is Duch.
    I read your piosts all of them. I liked your post about condemnation of the death penalty and I knew direct .. this blog, I want to follow.and I still do.
    Your blog have enriched my life in the knowledge that I would never otherwise get.
    Thank you, Han.

    Mona Lisa

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    1. It's so nice to have someone who reads all your blog posts (even the not so good ones). Thank you for all your comments, I really appreciated them all...

      Han

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  3. I too am happy you started your blog, Han. And even more when you decided to continue, when you yhought of ending it.
    I hope to be able to read it for a long time.

    appy

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    1. Thank you for your kind words, Appy. I hope that you will enjoy reading it for a long time.
      Thank you, my friend,

      Han.

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