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 below for poems on the subject.
|1996||When a Woman Loves a Man||David Lehman|
|1678||To My Dear and Loving Husband||Anne Bradstreet|
|1915||This Much and More||Djuna Barnes|
|2011||The Sympathies of the Long Married||Robert Bly|
|1975||The Storm||Theodore Roethke|
|1964||The Elephant is Slow to Mate||D. H. Lawrence|
|1633||The Anniversary||John Donne|
|2006||The Anniversary||Elaine Terranova|
|1896||My Wife||Robert Louis Stevenson|