Thursday, 2 August 2012

Day 41: Wedding

I love Alice Oswald.  I love her command of language, how she makes it soar and shimmy and swoon across the page to exquisite effect.

The poem is called 'Wedding', but it expands above and beyond its subject matter: namely the miraculous manifestations of love. It reminds me of a magic trick, as each lilting line and idea transforms into the next, brilliantly evoking the pure and transforming nature of love.

A sonnet, a lullaby, a love song, a lucky charm.  Enjoy.

Wedding - Alice Oswald

From time to time our love is like a sail
and when the sail begins to alternate
from tack to tack, it's like a swallowtail
and when the swallow flies it's like a coat;
and if the coat is yours, it has a tear
like a wide mouth and when the mouth begins
to draw the wind, it's like a trumpeter
and when the trumpet blows, it blows like millions . . .
and this, my love, when millions come and go
beyond the need of us, is like a trick;
and when the trick begins, it's like a toe
tip-toeing on a rope, which is like luck;
and when the luck begins, it's like a wedding,
which is like love, which is like everything. 


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