Last weekend I attended the wedding of one of my best friends, Alex Peterson. Alex is one of my fraternity brothers–pledge brothers–and a fellow chemist to boot. We were in most of the same chemistry classes together throughout our time at MIT. So he got married to a wonderful woman named Kirsten, whom I had never met until the wedding. Yet when I got there, and once the ceremony started, and once the reception got going, I could see they were perfect for each other. Sadly, I forgot to bring a camera, so picture may be a little slow in showing up on this blog. But I was asked to read a poem of my choosing during the ceremony, so I wrote one especially for the occasion.
First, let me honor your presence,
only let me sing songs for old times’ sake,
remembering anything I said to bless you.
Let me honor your commitment,
explaining with the clarity of an
x-ray how I worked for
answers to love in Neruda,
in the depths of Macchu Picchu.
Let me keep you together,
each halves in a whole,
let me remain steadfast in what I said:
that you can be imperfect together,
that you can believe in each other and no one else,
and then you will know…
This poem is posted in the Poetry pages, but I thought I should share it here too. In the next few weeks I’ll add to my tale of Alex and Kirsten’s wedding: what it was like, what it meant to me, and the story behind the poem.