Bride Mary and Groom Evan were married at Sausalito Presbyterian Church on March 21st. Their courtship included travel to Barcelona, Biarritz, Rome and New York. Because they share a love of art and poetry, for their wedding ceremony they invited seven close friends to read poems. Here are some excerpts …

I. A Love Poem (ca. 1380-1471) The final lines … “Love is active and sincere, couragous, patient, faithful, prudent and manly”.

II. “To My Dear and Loving Husband” (ca. 1612-1672). It begins … If ever two were one, then surely we. If ever man were loved by wife, then thee. If ever wife was happy in a man, Compare with me, ye women, if you can …

III. “A Dedication to My Wife”  T.S. Eliot  (1888-1965)  To whom I owe the leaping delight That quickens my senses in our wakingtime And the rhythm that governs the repose of our sleepingtime, The breathing in unison Of lovers whose bodies smell of each other Who think the same thoughts without need of speech And babble the same speech without need of meaning.  No peevish winter wind shall chill No sullen tropic sun shall wither The roses in the rose-garden which is ours and ours only.

IV. “Having a Coke with You”  (1926-1966)  A poem about art gallery hopping around the world.

V. A letter from Abigail Adams (1744-1818)   to her husband John Adams, 1782  …. Should I draw you the picture of my heart, it would be what I hope you would still love …. I have seen near a score of years roll over our heads, with an affection heightened and improved by time.

VI. “The Elephant is Slow to Mate” – D.H. Lawrence (1886-1930)   So slowly the great hot elephant hearts grow full of desire, and the great beasts mate in secret at last,   hiding their fire.   Oldest they are and the wisest of beasts so they know at last      how to wait for the loneliest of feasts for the full repast.  They do not snatch, they do not tear;  their massive blood moves as the moon-tides, near, more near till they touch in flood.

VII. “The Ivy Crown” (1885-1963)  …. Sure love is cruel and selfish and totally obtuse __ at least blinded by the light, young love is.  But we are older, I to love and you to be loved, we have, by our wills survived to keep the jeweled prize always at our fingertips.  We will it so and so it is.

 

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