A Gay Head Wedding


By Mark Foster

No matter what the wind and weather

At the wedding of the waters

Sea and Sound they merge together.

Since time immemorial, daughter,

Girls and boys have gone together

Out into the world’s wide pasture

With no thought of wind or weather,

Inexorably as the waters

At the headland merge together.

My prayer is, fair son and daughter,

That no one, nothing may dissever

What time and tide have brought together.

Be general as the wind or weather,

Or waters in the sea’s green pasture.

Mark Foster retired to the Island two years ago after a career teaching English at a boarding school, and summering here. His daughter married at the Gay Head Light three years ago, and he wrote this poem for the occasion.