How it begins.

“Every Action done in Company, ought to be with Some Sign of Respect, to those that are Present.” G. Washington.

There was a great plaza, speckled with a small crowd. There was a long aisle, flanked by seated strangers. There was a man in a suit. There was a woman wearing white rags. Were there flowers? There must have been. There was a Bible, or two, or a church perhaps. There were witnesses, or there were none. There was a fist held high. There were fires, large and small. A candle. A crying out. There were promises made, promises made, promises made, and a heart as clear as a bell heard the hollow echo.

He wiped away tears.
This was just what he’d wished for.
She braced herself, stiff.

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4 responses to “How it begins.

  1. Good to see a RR post in my inbox again. Happy April!

  2. The wedding imagery seems strong in this piece. It reminds me of the aftermath of the wedding scene from Fiddler on the Roof – where the Christians disrupted the Jewish wedding.

    • Aha! That’s an echo that works! I wanted echoes of weddings and other ceremonies, but had not brought that one to mind. It does inform my reading of the poem. Insightful connections. Thank you. 🙂

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