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A Walk through a Cemetery
by R. D. Ashby
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The past experience is remembered
in an emotion, contextually
defined in a rising spate of gravestones.
 
I was adrift in the concentration
of detail -- that epitaph on marble,
those pairs of names; fresh flowers plunging from
anonymity, anonymity
to the foot of a grave, like flying blood.
 
Stones that bristled with silence, no ambience
of presence, only echoes in the milk
of marble; the wary emptiness that
brought life to the aspect of a barrow.
 
Now I realise the dead are elsewhere,
the cemetery deserted by them too.
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December 04, 2010
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