{"id":2180,"date":"2017-02-24T06:00:43","date_gmt":"2017-02-24T11:00:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/thequeenofmyself\/?p=2180"},"modified":"2017-02-17T14:08:17","modified_gmt":"2017-02-17T19:08:17","slug":"first-time-married-poem","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/thequeenofmyself\/2017\/02\/first-time-married-poem.html","title":{"rendered":"The First Time I Married (Poem)"},"content":{"rendered":"

by Karen Ethelsdattar<\/p>\n

<\/em>
\nThe first time I married
\nI took my husband’s name for mine
\n& added Mrs.
\nI pulled it over my ears,
\na woolen cap,
\neven when it scratched in warm weather.
\nI was his falcon, hooded.
\nI was his pigeon, banded.
\nI sank into his name like a feather bed
\n& neglected to rise in the morning.
\nI crept under his wing
\nlike a fledgling
\ntoo small to spread its own feathers.<\/p>\n

Now I add your name to mine,
\nproud & frightened.
\nThis time I keep my own,
\nI surrender nothing.
\nStill this act
\nreminds me of captivity–
\nsweet & dangerous.
\nForgive me when I grow fierce
\n& understand
\nwhen I seek wild mountain meadows.<\/p>\n

(Published in anthology\u00a0If I Had My Life to Live Over I’d <\/u>Pick More Daisies<\/u>, Papier Mache Press, c1992)<\/p>\n

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\nDonna Henes is the author of The Queen of My Self: Stepping into Sovereignty in Midlife<\/em>.<\/a> She offers counseling and upbeat, practical and ceremonial guidance for individual women and groups who want to enjoy the fruits of an enriching, influential, purposeful, passionate, and powerful maturity. Consult the MIDLIFE MIDWIFE\u2122<\/a><\/p>\n

The Queen welcomes questions concerning all issues of interest to women in their mature years. Send your inquiries to thequeenofmyself@aol.com<\/a>.<\/p>\n

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