Saturday, May 31, 2008

Where a word leads: "abeyance"


This morning I planned to write about what is becoming an annual May event: the holding pattern. My brain kept bringing me the word "abeyance." This led to memories of a poem and a poet I studied in great depth long, long ago. I couldn't find a poem with the title I recall, "In Abeyance," but I found this one. I thought I understood it when I was twenty. I didn't. Not at all.

The Ache of Marriage
Denise Levertov (1923 - 1997)

The ache of marriage:

thigh and tongue, beloved,
are heavy with it,
      it throbs in the teeth

We look for communion
and are turned away, beloved,
each and each

It is leviathan and we
in its belly
looking for joy, some joy
not to be known outside it

two by two in the ark of
the ache of it.


3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Yep. Nihil obstat. Brent

bluelikethesky said...

Literal or church Latin?

Anonymous said...

Well, to modify but only slightly: Sure marriage is a wonderful institution. But who wants to live in an institution? - Groucho Marx
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