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!
Browse the list below for poems about weddings and marriage.
|Sonnet 8 [Set me where as the sun doth parch the green]||Henry Howard|
|1923||somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond||E. E. Cummings|
|2011||Plural Happiness||David Rivard|
|1647||Of Love: A Sonnet||Robert Herrick|
|2014||Marriage: A Daybook||Nicole Cooley|
|1916||Marriage||William Carlos Williams|
|1608||Let me not to the marriage of true minds (Sonnet 116)||William Shakespeare|
|1849||In Memoriam, Epilogue, [O true and tried, so well and long]||Lord Alfred Tennyson|
|1922||Epithalamium, [Happy Bridegroom]|