Poetry at the Post: The Chapel of Love and A Marriage Proposal at the White Buffalo Bar

The Garden of Love
I went to the Garden of Love,
And saw what I never had seen:
A Chapel was built in the midst,
Where I used to play on the green.

“Chapelle Palatine”. Licensed under CC BY-SA 3.0 via Wikimedia Commons – photo courtesy of Urban

The White Buffalo Bar at the Gage Hotel was hopping last night. There were tourists from Illinois and Massachusetts, several bikers (always), and a group of a dozen some ladies marking a friend’s birthday. We were  enjoying pre-dinner drinks when a random man  stood up and announced, “Attention, please! I have something important to say.” His look was urgent so the room grew suddenly silent.

“I just proposed to this beautiful woman,” he began, “and she said yes. To celebrate,  I’d like to buy you all a drink.” We clapped hands and cheered. Of course! One of the biker guys walked over to the soon-to-be-groom and shook his hand. “Congratulations, man” while the group of ladies who were beginning to feel their margaritas began to sing “Chapel of Love.”  (Click the link!) How fun was that! Ok,  I admit, you probably had to be there …. but it does take us back to William Blake.

Blake is a slippery fellow. His poems begin here  but before you know it you’re there and sometimes you’re not sure where there is. In “The Garden of Love,” we begin with a chapel constructed where the speaker “used to play on the green” and soon we’re staring at clergy and death and theological restriction.

But, really William! Life can just be fun, too—margaritas, a marriage proposal and a round of “Chapel of Love.”

Blake's The Lovers' Whirlwind illustrates Hell in Canto V of Dante's Inferno
Blake’s The Lovers’ Whirlwind illustrates Hell in Canto V of Dante’s Inferno

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Poetry at the Post: Starry Night or 18 Stars Who Swear by Juicing

The Stars Are

The stars are
Although I do not sing
About them—

Starry Night by Vincent Van Gogh
Starry Night by Vincent Van Gogh

Today’s NAPOWRIMO prompt is to write about the stars.

18 Stars Who Swear by Juicing by Alice-Catherine “Star” Jennings

It’s funny, you know, how when you search
for something online, you think you’ll get one
thing but then you get another. I googled “stars”—

thinking constellations: Andromeda, Perseus
or Canes Venatici—the hunting dogs—or even
“Starry Night” by the famous painter but not “18 Stars

Who Swear by Juicing,” or “22 Celebs Crazy for Cross Fit,”
or “25 Stars Who’ve Run a Marathon.” (Guess that’s how
they fit into the “10 Cutest Outfits Worn by TV Stars.”)

Next is the “30 Stars Who Left the Mormon Church.”
Ryan Gosling is one but wait a minute! He’s also in
one of the “51 Movies With Stars Before They Were Famous”

but he’s not one of the “55 Who Love Pot.” Bill Clinton’s
on this list. Didn’t he claim he only tried it once
(without inhaling)? Ah! I’m getting closer to the real

stars or at least the blue sphere of the fixed ones.

Photo: By Claus Ableiter (Own work) CC-BY-SA-3.0
Photo: By Claus Ableiter (Own work) CC-BY-SA-3.0