Dave Bonta's "Matrimonial" is a single question built out of odd marriages. The speaker imagines a match wed to "eyes fixed upon noon," and an old swan wed to a boat. These pairings feel half-logical and half-dreamlike. A match and a staring eye both suggest light or flame, while a swan and a boat share a gliding shape on water. The poem seems to play with how things join because they resemble each other, which is one way to think about marriage itself.
The final lines turn the whole thing on its head: if such unions can happen, "could any hell have / a dull sermon"? The suggestion, judging by the wording, is that a world this strange and vivid would make even hell too interesting to be boring. The speaker sounds playful and a little mischievous, more amused than angry. The mood is light, puzzling, and quietly witty, with the pleasure coming from the images rather than from a neat answer. It invites you to wonder rather than conclude.