Marrying left your maiden name disused.
Its five light sounds no longer mean your face,
Your voice, and all your variants of grace;
For since you were so thankfully confused
By law with someone else, you cannot be
Semantically the same as that young beauty:
It was of her that these two words were used.
Now it's a phrase applicable to no one,
Lying just where you left it,scattered through
Old lists, old programmes, a school prize or two
Packets of letters tied with tartan ribbon -
Then is it scentless, weightless, strengthless, wholly
Untruthful? Try whispering it slowly.
No, it means you. Or, since you're past and gone,
It means what we feel now about you then:
How beautiful you were, and near, and young,
So vivid, you might still be there among
Those first few days, unfingermarked again.
So your old name shelters our faithfulness,
Instead of losing shape and meaning less
With your depreciating luggage laden.
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Comments2Just read this poem about marriage and changing names. Kind'a made me feel sad and nostalgic. Why does the writer sound so biter, though? I mean change is kinda part of life, right? Or maybe I'm just not getting something. Can anybody explain a bit what it's all about?
YO! THAT WAS A DOPE PIECE. REALLY MAKES YOU THINK ABOUT THE WHOLE MAIDEN NAME THING. FEELS A BIT SAD BUT REAL AT THE SAME TIME. WHO KNEW WORDS COULD HAVE SUCH DEPTH AND MEANING? KIND OF MAKES YOU APPRECIATE THE WHOLE EVOLUTION OF A PERSON'S LIFE. DEEP STUFF! 🧠💭📝