If my lover were a comet
Hung in air,
I would braid my leaping body
In his hair.
Yea, if they buried him ten leagues
Beneath the loam,
My fingers they would learn to dig
And I’d plunge home!
Sometimes reflective, recollecting the years spent together, the anniversary poem marks the passage of time, and the couple that endured it, for better and for worse. Browse our selection of poems on the subject.
|1914||[Again and again, even though we know love’s landscape]||Rainer Maria Rilke|
|1996||When a Woman Loves a Man||David Lehman|
|1978||Twenty-One Love Poems [Poem II]||Adrienne Rich|
|1978||Twenty-One Love Poems [Poem III]||Adrienne Rich|
|1678||To My Dear and Loving Husband||Anne Bradstreet|
|1942||Tin Wedding Whistle||Ogden Nash|
|1915||This Much and More||Djuna Barnes|
|2012||Their Secret Was||Jalal al-Din Rumi|
|2011||The Sympathies of the Long Married||Robert Bly|
|1975||The Storm||Theodore Roethke|