April 30, 2013

"A Passion Joined to Courtesy and Art"

My favorite roses, heck, my favorite flowers in the whole wide world. Right in my Mom's backyard. #vscocam #roses

Happy Anniversary, R + J! Even though I knew R before your wedding, I sort of mark your wedding as also the beginning of our friendship, or at least the beginning of it's richness! Do you remember how, defying all convention, I stopped by your apartment three days after you returned from your honeymoon? Such cheek!

It was the first of countless delightful evenings, where I was (where I am, always,) loath to leave you two -- now five! I'm not a poet, like J, so I'll have steal the words of another which, when I first read them, reminded me of the two of you. Happy Anniversary!

by Richard WIlbur

After the clash of elevator gates
And the long sinking, she emerges where,
A slight thing in the morning’s crosstown glare,
She looks up toward the window where he waits,
Then in a fleeting taxi joins the rest
Of the huge traffic bound forever west.

On such grand scale do lovers say good-bye—
Even this other pair whose high romance
Had only the duration of a dance,
And who, now taking leave with stricken eye,
See each in each a whole new life forgone.
For them, above the darkling clubhouse lawn,

Bright Perseids flash and crumble; while for these
Who part now on the dock, weighed down by grief
And baggage, yet with something like relief,
It takes three thousand miles of knitting seas
To cancel out their crossing, and unmake
The amorous rough and tumble of their wake.

We are denied, my love, their fine tristesse
And bittersweet regrets, and cannot share
The frequent vistas of their large despair,
Where love and all are swept to nothingness;
Still, there’s a certain scope in that long love
Which constant spirits are the keepers of,

And which, though taken to be tame and staid,
Is a wild sostenuto of the heart,
A passion joined to courtesy and art
Which has the quality of something made,
Like a good fiddle, like the rose’s scent,
Like a rose window or the firmament.

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