Nothing short of miraculous, a sonnet in a single sentence -

[Mme. Defarge]

By Robert Frost

The Silken Tent

She is as in a field of silken tent
At midday when the sunny summer breeze
Has dried the dew and all its ropes relent,
So that in guys it gently sways at ease,
And its supporting central cedar pole,
That is its pinnacle to heavenward
And signifies the sureness of the soul,
Seems to owe naught to any single cord,
But strictly held by none, is loosely bound
By countless silken ties of love and thought
To every thing on earth the compass round,
And only by one's going slightly taut
In the capriciousness of summer air
Is of the slightlest bondage made aware.

I recited this from memory at my mother’s memorial service. I memorized it after seeing a PBS special with Jason Robards reading it as members of the Theater of the Deaf erected a tent in a field while someone conveyed its meaning in sign language.

[Ponietz]

1. Hi again

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My ex-wife chose this poem for our wedding brochure.
I still love the poem very much.

[Mme. Defarge]

2. So,

the wedding was all about her?

[Ponietz]

3. Perdoname

I’m sorry for insensitivity. May your mother Rest In Peace.

The poem is perfect, sublime, transcendent, miraculous and all weddings are about the bride in my experience.

Thank you for posting it.

[Mme. Defarge]

4. No need for apology.

I had a non-traditional, no muss, no fuss wedding in 1970.

[Ponietz]

5. Yesterday

I didn’t share that I memorized Ozymandius about 40 years ago and can still recite it. Your poem today also is very close to me. Looking forward to your next pick. Thanks ☺️

[Mme. Defarge]

6. There are strange things done in the midnight sun

by the men who moil for gold.

Stay tuned…