Green Wedding

[Pinter]

Bolshevism died without sugar,
Stalin grabbing the sand
topping Lenin’s grave.
Writers with leaflets
risking all—“here, comrade, behold the fall!”

Monarchy’s death begins
with us, the wedding watchers,
singing hymns of rejoice for
tax thieves
and royal welchers.

Unlike the old, you say,
their castles sheltered
by silent sentries, swapped for
Secret Service and condominiums,
fixed with cash,
cold and unbelonging
sweet faces and imperial dress.

Public housing for
Queen et al., while
Father Richard closes
The Mission, overcrowding,
budget cuts cease the bleed
on vagrants by carving
another wound.
“I do,” they say within
the halls of crime.
“I do,” they say with
bright new smiles and deadpan eyes.

[illuminare.]

Monarchy’s death begins
with us, the wedding watchers,
singing hymns of rejoice for
tax thieves
and royal welchers.

Unlike the old, you say,
their castles sheltered
by silent sentries, swapped for
Secret Service and condominiums,
fixed with cash,
cold and unbelonging
sweet faces and imperial dress.

I like the middle two stanzas the best. I really love how you used Bolshevism, stalin and lenin because I am Russian and a lot of my family are socialist still to this day and I really loved the socialist visions within this poem whether you meant for it or not this poem does feel sort of socialist but I don't know its a great poem nonetheless.


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