sunny but cold

1:22 PM Posted by James Owens


5 comments:

Sorlil said...

Slightly unnerving to see my birthday date on a grave but apart from that looks like a rather cheerful graveyard! Is that an elephant in the background?

James Owens said...

Sorlil: Your birthday?... Oh, that would be a bit spooky, I guess.... No, not an elephant, unfortunately, only an oddly shaped stone.

Roxana said...

oh it looks so different than any graveyards i have seen until now - i almost didn't guess it was one.
i have to show youpictures of romanian graveyards, not that i have many, i don't like them.

yes, it snowed all night :-)

James Owens said...
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James Owens said...

Oh, I like graveyards well enough. They are peaceful and green, and one can usually be alone there. This one is remarkably open and cheerful, though....

The pathos of this juxtaposition: the grave with the child's balloon --- I was drawn to that...

A short graveyard poem.

An anonymous 17-century epitaph (but what is the point of an anonymous epitaph? Maybe this is apocryphal...)

Ci-gît ma femme. Qu'elle fait bien
Pour son repos, et pour le mien.

I translate (sorry, I can't resist):

Here lies my wife. She's doing fine!
She found her peace and gave me mine.