The Bride of Niagara: A Sonnet By Victoria Loehle Biomedical Engineering ‘17, Niagara Falls, Canada
The invitation is written in the brilliant blue sky, With wispy white letters that drift across each azure line, Beckoning us awestruck earthlings to join the groom and bride. First we see a puff of lace billowing toward the heavens. A caravan appears, and we walk beside our brethren. We then cross the footbridge toward the murmur of merriment… There! Above the bobbing boats, amidst a myriad grins, The bride hovers, paused mid-leap, above her groom’s outstretched limbs. As she declares her eternal love, tears breach her eyes’ brims. Her veil flutters above her silky train as it cascades Over the precipice conceived by their parents’ disdain And, through true love’s persistence, eroded miles away. There! Throughout swirling tiers of lace and misty silver plumes, We mortals cheer as the Bride of Niagara joins her groom.
Worcester Polytechnic Institute
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