By Bill Wylie-Kellermann
For Joanna and Eitan, August 25, 2010
When the half-moon hangs
faint in the mid-day sky
and earth already turns toward dusk
make a wedding
When the city, faint and far, cracks and cries
and blood forgotten runs beneath the streets
make a wedding
When earth and sea gasp for air
when the heat is on
and dread would rise
make a wedding Continue reading “Wedding Poem”
Written by Kate Foran as a wedding blessing this fall.
On this day you invite your beloveds to the feast,
provide meat and drink to do justice to the harvest.
As you attended to every detail of this celebration,
you had a vision of serving the season’s cider
pressed and unfiltered
in the old way–beginning to bubble,
hospitable to the wild yeasts–
the bouquets of microflora that are our ancestors and guests,
making life from decay, enacting everyday Cana miracles.
Generations of households have observed
the domestic mystery of cider, preserving the yield of the trees
in a draught more common and reliable than water. Continue reading “Cider Blessing”
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