Ah, yet well I know that were a woman possible as I amThere was. There is. It was. It is.
then marriage would be possible —
Gregory Corso, from the poem “Marriage” (1960)
Twenty-five years ago today, Elaine and I were married. Looking at the photographs, I am convinced that we were in our mid-teens. (Though we were in fact in Massachusetts.) How could we have known what we were doing? Who knows. But we were and are so lucky to have found one another.
Happy anniversary, Elaine!