Read by me also at the memorial service. This is not the exact version I read. The one I read started "I'm a buffoon" - which I thought was great. But this is a gorgeous poem and I lost it on the magic carpet part - crying! ;-)
SOON A WEDDING
For Mandy and James
I'm dancing,
trying to catch my heart
before it flies into the widest
atmosphere. Tomorrow I'll dice
hairless carrots for a soup,
beat eight eggs for your own
chocolate torte. I'll pack the van
with fat Greek olives, feta,
and artichoke hearts, then
yards of ivory tulle,
an Arabian carpet for flight
on nights when your love
brims over like the honey comb
and you want to be alone
in the stars, hanging from Orion's belt,
and laughing 'til you cry, your tears
nourishing dry summer fields
and violets shaded
by the dappled rice of Queen Anne's Lace.
Susan Herport Methvin
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