Monday, September 23, 2013

Moments before the wedding


The dress hangs silent and lovely
from the hook on a once papered plaster wall.
White lace with a ribbon at the waist,
it begs to gently sway in a slight breeze.

This dress is but the legend
on a map of crisscrossed journeys
ticking off moments, days, years.--
leading here to The Headlands.

Voices can be heard nearby—
giggling girls all a-flutter
will soon gather and the dress put on,
all at the ready for these moments
to be launched into that giddy presence
that is a celebratory day.  It is good that
this joining which hides a parting
is so festive else, your heart would break.


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