When I see the perfect couples
in the Sunday Times, all
with advanced degrees in love
from the Ivy League, looking
down at me from atop
their big, iced cake, I can
only wonder how we ever
made it so far, having just
our little let-them-eat cake,
saying I do to that city
judge in such a hurry
to the big game,
he almost forgot us
waiting outside his door.
6/22/12
Like the enjambment and plays on words here, especially the bit about having "advanced degrees in love" .
ReplyDeleteDon't know how familiar you might be with the Styles section of the Sunday New York Times, but reading the descriptions of their very highly selective newlyweds is worth the trip once a month or so. I have often wondered what the divorce rate is among this impossibly perfect group of couples. It is certainly food for thought, and the entire section offers a unique view into our assumptions and attitudes about love.
ReplyDeleteIt's just a mystery. The whole marriage ritual thing. I expound endlessly and fictionally on the genetic origin of the rite and the almost meaninglessness of it today. I wish they would just discover what keeps some people "together" and makes others throw in the towel so easily and quickly. I've seen those society wedding stories in the NYT. It is so sweet the way you put the juxtaposition into words and left the "big question" in. I have no clue what enjambment means.
ReplyDeleteNow I'm craving a big slab of white wedding cake...very nice write...Col. Mustard...
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