I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world, to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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12 September 2009

Anniversary (to the ghost of my second husband)

30 Poems in 30 Days: Day 10 
Use a letter count as a constraint for your poetry, either writing a brand new poem or rewriting an old poem to fit the new pattern. 

I found an old poem that hadn’t quite worked for me. The process tightened it up in interesting ways.

It's June 11. On this date       
in 1966 you married me.       
It was your idea. I wanted       
to live outside the law,      
had fulfilled the fantasy           
of the Cinderella day,        
knew how quickly all that           
collapsed – didn’t need       
a repeat. But you’d never        
been married; thrilled,       
wanted public celebration.       
And your mother told me       
how she was making – never   
questioning it – a new        
hat for her son’s wedding.       
At that point, I caved.

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