"Have you seen walking through the village a man with downcast eyes and haggard face? That is my husband who, by a secret cruelty never to be told, robbed me of my younth and my beauty; till at last, wrinkled and with yellow teeth, and with broken pride and shameful humility. I sank into the grave. But what think you gnaws at my husband's heart? The face of what I was, the face of what he made me! These are driving him to the place where I lie. In death, therefore, I am avenged."
From "Spoon River Anthology - Ollie McGee" by E.Lee Master
Cimitero Monumentale di Torino on Google map
From "Spoon River Anthology - Ollie McGee" by E.Lee Master
Cimitero Monumentale di Torino on Google map
9 commenti:
Oh my goodness, what powerful words. All too much over breakfast, Livio! Only kidding. Beautiful words and wonderful sculpture and of course your always superb photographs.
This is a wonderful post with the pictures fitting the description just perfectly.
Old graveyards are fascinating, aren't they? So many lives, so many stories...
OK Livio, spill the beans. How do you do these collages on Blogger? I must know my friend.
V
Wow! How different! I like the one with the dog especially. ;-)
Paz
Well, as Jilly mentioned, that is a little heavy at breakfast but well done!!
Wonderfully fitting. What amazing sculptures. I love wandering through old cemeteries :)
Beautiful post!
Livio, I'm giving you the Kreativ Blogger award. Stop by my blog to pick it up :-)
Greetings!
Livio, your beautiful photographs and the way you present them in your blog have always been inspiring. For this, I'd like to give you an award. It will be an honor if you can come to check it out.
EKi
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