The Writ

Americans marrying abroad have to complete a number of forms:

Chief among them a contract
Defining marriage itself,
A holy writ designed to stem the flow of nature.

For while marrying abroad is considered a paean to order—
The primacy of an almighty creator,
And the nature of things—,
Truly, streams run inexorably toward chaos
And ruin:

Precursors to renewal;
Inevitable circumstances,
Hidden and debased by the pragmatic concerns
Of the deluded American.

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Aloft

What feathers hold aloft the birds
That sing among the trees at night,
And yet allow the branches to fall
Downward to eternity?

The brittle bones of nature’s army,
Withering from force of blight,
Though strong enough to carry forth
Those visitors who shake the leaves,

And gather choirs long forgotten,
Set upon a diff’rent path
That leads to rivers flowing far beyond
The reach of conscious fear

To inlets and to fields aflame with
Mother Nature’s righteous wrath,
To skies whose clouds have burned away
And left the journey forward clear.