In Defense of Marriage by Olena Kalytiak Davis

My favorite book of Ms. Davis's poetry...

IN DEFENSE OF MARRIAGE
By Olena Kalytiak Davis

Marry the black horse stuck
Dumb in her humble corral. 

Marry the white fences; marry the fenceless 
Moon and the defenseless sky. 

Marry the feedlot and the threshing
floor. Like the northern heaven to the southern

stars, marry the kitchen table, its three strong
legs. Marry the gate and the small intricate

cuts on the key and the view spreading 
out back. The street lamp

weds the morning light, like that, take the 
Nomad. Promise to forsake. Give in

to the cistern full of asters. 
To the way the beloved

story goes: her body from a bone.
And her soul out of nothing.

In a slowly spoiling month find out 
you have married the house worn 

blue on the yellowing hill: each of its
slow budding bedrooms. Marry one or two

or three varieties of light, in three or four
different lifetimes. I meant, windows. 

Mate, be forsaken. 

I married the way moths marry. 
I married hard.

Tobacco Moth, drinking Moonflowers nectar.

This is a mystery:

Mark 10:6-8

"But at the beginning of creation God ‘made them male and female.’  ‘For this reason a man will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife, and the two will become one flesh.’ So they are no longer two, but one flesh. "