Robert Creeley (1926-2005 / United States)
Poems by Robert Creeley : 2 / 44
A Marriage
The first retainer
he gave to her
was a golden
wedding ring.
The second--late at night
we woke up,
leaned over on an elbow,
and kissed her.
The third and the last--
he died with
and gave up loving
and lived with her.
Robert Creeley
Submitted: Monday, April 19, 2010
Poems by Robert Creeley : 2 / 44
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I find this a difficult poem for many of my female friends who just do not grasp the deep deep gift of 'and gave up loving and lived with her' Just think of first gift 'a golden wedding ring'. Next that lovely image of the 'kiss'.warm, loving, at ease sexual companionship. Then the final gift which MUST be deeper, even more real than the other two. For me its that freedom giving sense of accepting and being accepted and recognition of each others faults, needs etc. Simply in some way being aware of the beauty of living together for now 43 years.I love the poem!