Poem – Call It A Good Marriage – Robert Graves

Call it a good marriage – For no one ever questioned 

Her warmth, his masculinity, 

Their interlocking views; 

Except one stray graphologist 

Who frowned in speculation 

At her h’s and her s’s, 

His p’s and w’s. 
Though few would still subscribe 

To the monogamic axiom 

That strife below the hip-bones 

Need not estrange the heart, 

Call it a good marriage: 

More drew those two together, 

Despite a lack of children, 

Than pulled them apart. 
Call it a good marriage: 

They never fought in public, 

They acted circumspectly 

And faced the world with pride; 

Thus the hazards of their love-bed 

Were none of our damned business – 

Till as jurymen we sat on 

Two deaths by suicide.

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