An Analysis Of Modern Marriage Poem by Daniel Brick
An Analysis Of Modern Marriage
The two-fold goal of marriage;
first, to make two one;
second, to make two three.
How conveniently Nature provided
the same mechanism for both goals.
Sometimes what we see is
solid substantial flesh and bone.
Other times, it is only skin deep.
How is it that touch provides no truer
test than the eyes roaming, guessing?
How unevenly Time is split
between Desire and Performance.
I can desire for hours and feed
my Desire continuously by looking
and then recreating it all in my mind.
For some flesh is merely a curtain
they push aside to reveal the gemstone
life of the Interior: and in that airless
space resides the soul, inviolate, immortal,
with no lasting shape but shaping other things.
For others the soul resides in no place:
it is a vapor, floating at will
in measureless space. It chooses
to wait patiently in the flesh. They say,
when flesh dissolves, soul ascends...
We can perform for moments, for a moment
we are united. The momentary is all
of this rapture we are given. But our hearts,
those finely tuned instruments of feelings,
imbue memory with lasting appreciation.
The philosopher tells us we both
have and are our bodies. I can readily
see that's true: I can point out parts
and organs the way a car salesman points
to features in a new model car for sale.
And we are our bodies: the truth of that
I can see when I look into your green eyes,
their emerald wonder, and know they are
the openings through which Intimacy
crosses the borders of our selves, again and again.
What is Intimacy but a common treasure
we both acknowledge as priceless?
Intimacy is a spiritual sight by which
I see depth of truth in you and you in me.
It is two hearts fused, two minds united, two bodies one.
What is divorce? The cancellation of every line
of this poem. The breaking of every promise carried
by its words over time. The denial of its lyrical
delight, the silencing of its life long conversation.
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I move and speak more cautiously now, because
I carry inside, where soul fills the space of body,
the corpses of both of us. They were fused into
one body for burial, but there are really two, which
never were truly one. You never told me our marriage
was a failure from its very beginning. This I never knew.
This is a powerful poem that speaks of the utterly human parts of us that mixes with the spiritual and the soul. There is also utter failure expressed. The final lines recall a murder of sorts with words. I enjoyed your poem, but it made me sad.
UTTER FAILURE - Yes, it is a bitter truth: if the love that brought the couple together is murdered, the separation has already occurred.
Intimacy is a spiritual sight by which I see depth of truth in you and you in me. It is two hearts fused, two minds united, two bodies one. - - - - - - - - - - -Marriage is a poem where our faith, our trust flow in, where - - soul and body unite - - - - - - Divorce is cancellation of every line of this poem - - - - -
A philosophical write on marriage n divorce. You nailed it. Marriage must be a fusion of both bodies n souls. If desire takes over n love is skin deep, it's hard to sustain a relationship. We need a balance between the two to make a relationship work. A deep psychological study of marriage. Divorce is a failure indeed of two hearts to unite on deeper levels. A big 10.
Your comment, Nosheen, expresses the essence of the poem, and more importantly the basic cause that divides a partners who fail to achieve the oneness, the fusion and balance you cute.
It is gorgeous poem om marriage and divorce having touching expression with astute presentation. Dear Brick sir, you have so nicely and aptly painted the meaning of marriage and divorce and has posted a fantastic scene of modern marriage. Let me quote some lines... We can perform for moments, for a moment we are united. The momentary is all of this rapture we are given. But our hearts, those finely tuned instruments of feelings, imbue memory with lasting appreciation. ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ''''''''''! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ''''''''''! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ''''''''! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! What is Intimacy but a common treasure we both acknowledge as priceless? Intimacy is a spiritual sight by which I see depth of truth in you and you in me. It is two hearts fused, two minds united, two bodies one. ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! '''''''''! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ''''''''! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! '''''''''''! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! '''''''''''! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! What is divorce? The cancellation of every line of this poem. The breaking of every promise carried by its words over time. The denial of its lyrical delight, the silencing of its life long conversation. Thanks for sharing.
i read this with interest, daniel. but how could one not? - this which is forefront in the lives of most of us. there are physical attractions which, for me, have not abated. but then the knowledge gained over time that what we want is to take in a person whole, and this is not accomplished however hard the flesh is pressed together. i may have said this already to you somewhere else, but it seems to me that intimacy and trust are positively related, and trust takes time and risk. to be naked- in a total sense- to be openly ourselves- and accepted- i know no better, no greater, affirmation. another discovery for me in these later years is that given the opportunity, one can experience the heart and soul of another, deeply appreciate another, in what might be called platonic love. but for me, this phrase seems devoid of the warmth that can infuse the tasting of another this way. glen
Glen the discoveries you have made over the years create the right relationship and will prevent bitterness which is what the poem's narrator is experiencing. There is a positive poem about msrriage inside your prose comment..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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the sad but beautiful closing lines of your poem, 'An Analysis Of Modern Marriage', should be part of your Introduction for our book 'WHEN LOVE IS BITTER'... '' I carry inside, where soul fills the space of body, the corpses of both of us. They were fused into one body for burial, but there are really two, which never were truly one. You never told me our marriage was a failure from its very beginning. This I never knew. ''