Saturdays In April

Indian, spectacular wedding,
has been going on for days
and days, a party like I have
never seen, elephant dancing
without a care, a smell, curry
in the air.

Punjabi rites in Sanskrit
Hindu dance, all together
uniting a pair in togetherness
and forever.

Another large table,
one hundred pounds, curried rice
cooked to perfection,
no end in sight...

The same day, 1957
Mother and Father wed
in the Chapel of Saint Cecilia
the party not nearly as
elaborate, bright or pungent,
but together they stayed,
forever until the darkness
settled over her and ended
their dance.

WPCannon
Mobile, AL
27 April 2013