Poet-ery in the Cemet-ery: Erato dwelleth here. "Erato who?" you say. The Muse Erato, the daughter of Mnemosyne, the mother of our memory. Mnemosyne dwelleth here. She touches every stone, but does not work alone. Sometimes, she uses her little princess of poetry to commemorate the eternal nature of love. Queensville Cemetery. [2010]
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