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September 23, 2014 Cemeteries and Monuments Post a Comment

A memorial for passing into oblivion

"They are not long, the weeping and the laughter,
Love and desire and hate:
I think they have no portion in us after
We pass the gate."

(E. Dowson in Vitae summa brevis ...)
Ivoz-Ramet (B)

August 4, 2014 What has been left Post a Comment

I’ve found my resting place at Place de Meuse

I've found my resting place at Place de Meuse

"Daß, wenn des Tages Lichter schwanden,
Wie sonst der Abend uns vereint;
Und daß, wo sonst dein Stuhl gestanden,
Schon andre ihre Plätze fanden,
Und nichts dich zu vermissen scheint;..."

(Th. Storm in Einer Toten no. 2)
Jupille (B)

July 23, 2014 Still Life Post a Comment

An open door showing ordered numbers

"One, two, three, our number is right
Let's sing and cheer our hearts tonight.
We sum, we sum, we sum up all delights, delights in one,
in sweet delights of time and tune.
I will not count, I will not count, I will not count
I will not count the care times bring,
I'll only, I'll only count my time to sing."

(Henry Purcell in the song One, two, three)
Liège-Chênée (B)

July 2, 2014 What has been left Post a Comment

After he finished the dishes he left the kitchen

"How orderly the Kitchen'd look, by night,
With just a Clock --
But they could gag the Tick --
And Mice won't bark --
And so the Walls -- don't tell --
None -- will --"

(E. Dickinson in I know some lonely Houses off the Road)
Chênée (B)

June 24, 2014 Culture of industry - steel industry Post a Comment

Oh, that lonely chair in a puddle!

Oh, that chair in a puddle!

“I thought by sitting in my lonely chair
Love would never come and interfere
But now it’s raining and my heart beats thin
Can’t you see this lonely mood I’m in.”

(Lloyd Price in Lonely chair)
Chênée (B)

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A memorial for passing into oblivion

I’ve found my resting place at Place de Meuse

An open door showing ordered numbers

After he finished the dishes he left the kitchen

Oh, that lonely chair in a puddle!