Welcome in this oasis of serenity. I love old cemetaries. So that's why i create this blog. Beautiful statues (stone angels), old tombstones and peaceful quietness invite you to reflect on life and death. No, i am not tired of life, i don't wanna die yet, but i love this melancholic feeling i get when wandering about these places. The mystery of life and death. Wander with me.......

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Rain before dawn

Photograph: Angel in the rain by Tim Oliver Husser.

The dull, faint patter in the drooping hours
Drifts in upon my sleep and fills my hair
With damp; the burden of the heavy air
Is strewn upon me where my tired soul cowers,
Shrinking like some lone queen in empty towers
Dying. Blind with unrest I grow aware:
The pounding of broad wings drifts down the stair
And sates me like the heavy scent of flowers.

I lie upon my heart. My eyes like hands
Grip at the soggy pillow. Now the dawn
Tears from her wetted breast the splattered blouse
Of night; lead-eyed and moist she straggles o'er the lawn,
Between the curtains brooding stares and stands
Like some drenched swimmer --
Death's within the house!

Poem by F. Scott Fitzgerald


Life Goes On said...

what a beautiful post

Fluitenkruid said...

Er zijn volgens mij maar weinig begraafplaatsen in NL met dit soort prachtige beelden. Mooie post!

Cynthia said...

Momo, this is an amazing poem you've found.
But oh, this picture of this "Saint" reaching
out is positively scary and intriguing.

RUDHI - Chance said...

I love the liberty of Holland and of course so many painters like Vermeer... You know Isolde Ohlbaum?

Sharmon Davidson said...

What an expressive, haunting and emotional poem! The photo is wonderful.

Harnett-Hargrove said...

Humbling. -J

Momo Luna said...

Thank you all for your lovely comments, i really appreciate it.

Hi Ruhdi i don't know Isolde Ohlbaum, but i'm going to google her right now. :-D

Starla said...

Amazing photo of the angel & I love the poem:)