from Levertov’s “About Marriage:”

Don’t lock me in wedlock, I want
marriage, an
encounter—

I told you about the
green light of
May

(a veil of quiet befallen
the downtown park,

[…]

and the birds I met there,
birds of passage breaking their journey,
three birds each of a different species:

[…]

I stood
a half-hour under the enchantment,
no-one passed near,
the birds saw me and

let me be
near them.)

It’s not
irrelevant:
I would be
met

and meet you
so,
in a green

airy space, not
locked in.

I promised my dear friend Angela some wedding-poems.

The video is Strange Fruit, performing “Swoon,” I think, which enchanted me at Bumbershoot 2008.