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Rating: 2.9

This institution,
perhaps one should say enterprise
out of respect for which
one says one need not change one's mind
about a thing one has believed in,
requiring public promises
of one's intention
to fulfill a private obligation:
I wonder what Adam and Eve
think of it by this time,

this firegilt steel
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Z W 30 May 2014

This version has some typos and omitted words, which mess up Moore's careful rhythmic lines. Google it again: look for a good day and a bad, for example.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 01 September 2017

Liberty and union now and forever; '.... great theme. A beautiful poem shared. Thanks and congratulation to his soul.

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Alisha Castle 22 January 2016

Very Good Poetry.........................................

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Susan Williams 19 March 2018

the heart rising in its estate of peace as a boat rises with the rising of the water; - - - that is an effective metaphor for this long discussion of marriage and other alliances and unions

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Lantz Pierre 01 September 2017

An institution or an enterprise? Maybe marriage is a game, as Moore plays with us here discussing various perspectives on the topic. I love the idea of thinking about what would marriage mean to Adam and Eve. Marriage is a social contract bearing on two individuals in their most personal relationship. What could it possible mean to two individuals outside of society? Moore walks around and around her subject pulling at various threads to see what will be revealed to us. Some aspects are positive but not all are as she circles the whole and then each of the individuals. Marriage is a complex arrangement and Moore comes to no definitive conclusions. It's an open-ended discussion, shining light on an integral part of our society as humans. Like a cubist paintings she attempts to show all sides at once and by doing so allows us to see the subject, not intentionally distorted, no that's not the intent, but laid out before us in a fresh way that we can appreciate both the beauty and the repugnance of something we've become overly familiar with and blindly accepting of. What you take away is solely up to you, but Moore's perspicaciousness and meticulous technique infuse the piece with a hard, multifaceted gem-like brilliance.

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Edward Kofi Louis 01 September 2017

The strange experience of beauty! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Subhas Chandra Chakra 01 September 2017

Below the incandescent stars below the incandescent fruit, the strange experience of beauty; its existence is too much; it tears one to pieces and each fresh wave of consciousness is poison. Beautiful poem. Thanks for the sharing. 10+++ for it.

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Anil Kumar Panda 01 September 2017

Nice one. Thanks for sharing.

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