This desert land enchanted . . .

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Cemeteries, Desert, photography

On a recent trip to California, I took Nevermore along with me so that he could see some new cemeteries:

Nevermore as the Angel of Death at Daggett Pioneer Cemetery in the Ghost Town of Daggett on Route 66 in the Mojave Desert of California.

“Prophet!” said I, “thing of evil!—prophet still if bird or devil!—

Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,

Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted—

On this home by Horror haunted—

Arvin District Cemetery in Kernell, California.

To see a few more photos of Nevermore’s trip, go here: Nevermore

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Nevermore in Scotland and England

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Nevermore, photography

A few photos of Nevermore in Scotland and England. To see the other seven photos go here: NEVERMORE

Nevermore at Greyfriars Kirk in Edinburgh, Scotland.

“This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing
To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom’s core;
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
On the cushion’s velvet lining with the lamplight gloating o’er,
She shall press, ah, nevermore!”

Nevermore at the gravesite of the heart of Robert the Bruce, which is buried at Melrose Abbey in Scotland.

Nevermore and the ruins of Lindisfarne Priory on the Holy Island off the coast of England.

Lies

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photography, Poetry

Tombstone at Greenwich Cemetery, Savannah

Another song/poem from a while back:

Handouts scattered from the sky
What they say . . .
But they lie
Your eyes lie
As you do

Words are written in the halls
On the walls
But they lie
Like your eyes lie
Like you do

Sounds make pictures in my head
Noise like words
But they lie
So do your eyes
And so do you

Letters written by your hand
Don’t describe
Because they lie
Because your eyes lie
Because you do

Nevermore in Ireland

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Cemeteries, Nevermore, photography

Nevermore with a badly rusted angel in the graveyard at the Church of Ireland in Glencolmcille, County Donegal.

Naturally, Nevermore made the trip to Ireland with me. Here are a couple of photos from that trip:

Nevermore first visited Yeats’ grave in Drumcliff, County Sligo.

Nor dread nor hope attend
A dying animal;
A man awaits his end
Dreading and hoping all;
Many times he died,
Many times rose again.
A great man in his pride
Confronting murderous men
Casts derision upon
Supersession of breath;
He knows death to the bone
Man has created death.

~~William Butler Yeats

Nevermore in front of a gravestone in the abbey at Glendalough, County Wicklow.

To see more photos from Nevermore’s trip to Ireland see my website here:  Nevermore

Details

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Ireland, photography

The statue in the Garden of Remembrance in Dublin.

I’ve added some more photos to my website of some of the details from our trip around Ireland. You can find them here: Ireland

A cottage door in Glencolmcille, County Donegal.

A Celtic cross against a stone wall in the graveyard of the abbey ruins in Galway, County Clare.

The round tower and graveyard gate at Glendalough, County Wicklow.

Life in Love

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photography, Poetry

Corinne at Savannah’s Bonaventure Cemetery

Escape me?
Never—
Beloved!
While I am I, and you are you,
So long as the world contains us both,
Me the loving and you the loth,
While the one eludes, must the other pursue.
My life is a fault at last, I fear:
It seems too much like a fate, indeed!
Though I do my best I shall scarce succeed.
But what if I fail of my purpose here?
It is but to keep the nerves at strain,
To dry one’s eyes and laugh at a fall,
And baffled, get up to begin again,—
So the chase takes up one’s life, that’s all.
While, look but once from your farthest bound,
At me so deep in the dust and dark,
No sooner the old hope drops to ground
Than a new one, straight to the selfsame mark,
I shape me—
Ever
Removed!

~~Robert Browning