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Click hereTwice widowed, died too early – can her life
have been a happy one? Beneath a low
dull-coloured gothic arch, hands on her breast,
she lies asleep. The apse is quiet, far
out of the thick of life, behind a screen
reached from the choir. Never truly bright
the place is steeped in gloom now tousled clouds
blot out the sun; a thin rain patters on
the stained glass overhead. She looks quite frail
but quietly attractive, lying there
unchanged. Since I last saw her, twenty years
have passed. They made no difference. Time won't make
her shift position, smile, cry out, complain –
six hundred years of permanence in stone,
as English as the sunshine and the rain.
Beautiful verse : bravo , Dem !
Beautifully composed!
There is so much in it.
Little historical information given, but I would not like more. I prefer to keep on guessing who she is and where she lies. English, attractive fragile female, 600 hundred years ago, married twice, died young? (I'll try to make as many guesses as I can).
You capture very precisely the quite and sublime atmosphere of the interior of a gothic building, either cathedral or big church, "never truly bright", but with the soft light of the stained glass where "a thin rain patters".
Your first question, (did she have a happy life?) is, I think, the correct first question that should come to mind looking at her effigy and maybe is answered in a strange way at the end. Time cannot touch her anymore. We'll never know.
Thanks for sharing. I have to do thinking tonight.
5ed, of course
:)
I'm seeing a sepulchre with a carved figure on in. You really convey the peace and hush of it...and the sense of time stretching to eternity. I wonder now who it is? :)
the organization of three line stanzas, here
no matter, good stuff-5ed of course