I have this vision: the party favors at our wedding won’t be almonds in silver bags, or s’mores, or tackle-shaped charms.
They will be poems, beautifully printed.
Words will flow around our day. They will be our shared experience, our kindness we do to our guests and our memories of that day.
If I can, I would like to have a each guest get a poem to themselves. Like everything with the wedding, I won’t stress myself out about it. And like everything in the wedding, the gathering process is where the wisdom comes in.
Our wedding is a public celebration of a private commitment. And the public who has raised us will be in attendance; for two geeks, that means we need our authors in attendance as well as our parents and friends and families.
I’ve got some Bill Holm, some Sharon Olds, some Shakespeare and Twain and Massachusetts Supreme Court Chief Justice Margaret H. Marshall. Some Madeleine L’Engle and George R.R. Martin and Isaac Asimov.
I’d like some of you.
Is there a sonnet, a limerick, a line which has provided you light in a dark place, or has added depth to your smile, or put a shine on an already joyous day, in the course of your marriage?
“But ultimately there comes a moment when a decision must be made. Ultimately two people who love each other must ask themselves how much they hope for as their love grows and deepens, and how much risk they are willing to take…It is indeed a fearful gamble. Because it is the nature of love to create, a marriage itself is something which has to be created, so that, together we become a new creature.
To marry is the biggest risk in human relations that a person can take.
If we commit ourselves to one person for life this is not, as many people think, a rejection of freedom; rather it demands the courage to move into all the risks of freedom, and the risk of love which is permanent; into that love which is not possession, but participation.
It takes a lifetime to learn another person.” — Madeleine L’Engle, “The Irrational Season.”