Habitation

Marriage is not
a house or even a tent

it is before that, and colder:


the edge of the forest, the edge
of the desert
the unpainted stairs
at the back where we squat
outside, eating popcorn

the edge of the receding glacier

where painfully and with wonder
at having survived even
this far

we are learning to make fire

by Margaret Atwood

Comments (2)

And, as usual, I agree with you, John Richter, but to me, the learning to make fire reference signifies that their relationship is just at the beginning stages.
I am a complete believer! How wonderful and imaginative this poem is. Love is not instant, or expressed by some fanciful feelings that Mother Nature fills us with in her goal to have us procreate. Love is something that comes long after that - something that must be forged by pain and sacrifice - compromise and acceptance. Learning to make fire is to learn to knock the coldness from it. I am in complete agreement with Margaret.