Heaven Bound on a High-Wing: High wings improve the panoramic view of earth down below but obscure the view of heaven up above. Choose a high-wing aircraft if you think you might have a hard time leaving earth behind, if you're the reminiscent sort who can't let go of anything, or if you want to dwell in the house of the flesh forever. Mizpah Cemetery. 2013.
Welcome to the underWorld! But, we will concentrate on what's on the surface: the living landscapes of the dead. All photographs taken by me, D.J.Z.
Monday, June 29, 2015
Friday, June 26, 2015
Wednesday, June 24, 2015
Canal Winchester, Ohio
Prop Planes and Pilots: It looks like he lost his life in the closing days of World War II in Europe. Now, his "life is a beautiful memory." An ensign only was he, but more important than the rank was his job. He was a pilot who one day flew off into the sunset, here portrayed in red, white, and blue. Union Grove Cemetery. [2014]
Labels:
aircraft,
epitaph,
flag,
Ohio,
profession
Monday, June 22, 2015
Sturbridge, Massachusetts
Prop Planes and Pilots: The Lt. Colonel buried here was born only 17 years after the airplane was invented. By the time he reached manhood, he was flying in World War Two. His service in the U.S. Army became the touchstone of his existence. It made him a hero in life and, now, a hero for the ages. North Cemetery. [2013]
Labels:
aircraft,
epitaph,
Massachusetts,
profession
Friday, June 19, 2015
Wednesday, June 17, 2015
Forest Park, Illinois
What's Missing? What's important gets recorded. In graveyards, at a minimum, that usually means the name along with year of birth and year of death. Here, the salient fact seems to have been where he died: "in hospital." He was with the circus. We know that because he is buried in a section of the cemetery called Showman's Rest. Worked for the circus/died in the hospital: Are the two related? Woodlawn Cemetery. [1987]
Monday, June 15, 2015
Lebanon, Ohio
What's Missing? Graveyards are always incomplete records of those who have lived and died. What's missing from this headstone? If you were creating a data matrix for the people buried here, you would have to enter "NA" in two columns for this grave site: Name and Birth Date. Yet, you get the exact day on which s/he died in 1832 at 20 years and 11 months. Bethany United Church of Christ Cemetery. [2014]
Friday, June 12, 2015
Cynthiana, Kentucky
Pop Poetry on Cemetery Landscapes: "If tears could build a stairway" takes advantage of every opportunity to be seen in cemeteries across the land: plaques, tiles, headstones, banners, and, here, benches. In this rendition, though, the words have changed slightly, and theologically for the better: "I'd Walk Right Up to Heaven, To See You Again." There's no reference to bringing a loved one back again; that would be contravening God's will. Cherry Grove Cemetery. [2015]
Wednesday, June 10, 2015
Brandywine, West Virginia
Pop Poetry on Cemetery Landscapes: Wouldn't you like to talk to a theologian about this popular poem? Its "walk right up to heaven" seems decidedly Christian, but its "bring you home again" really doesn't. Heaven offers a new and better home in the embrace of God: from which no one would want to come back! Pine Hill Cemetery. [2014]
Monday, June 8, 2015
Loveland, Ohio
Pop Poetry on Cemetery Landscapes: Here's all five verses of "Tears." Union Cemetery. [2015]
If tears could build a stairway,
And memories a lane,
I would walk right up to heaven
And bring you home again.
No farewell words were spoken,
No time to say "Goodbye."
You were gone before I knew it
And only God knows why.
My heart still aches with sadness
And secret tears still flow
What it meant to love you
No one will ever know.
But now I know you want me
To mourn for you no more;
To remember all the happy times,
Life still has much in store.
Since you'll never be forgotten,
I pledge to you today
A hallowed place within my heart
Is where you'll always stay.
And memories a lane,
I would walk right up to heaven
And bring you home again.
No farewell words were spoken,
No time to say "Goodbye."
You were gone before I knew it
And only God knows why.
My heart still aches with sadness
And secret tears still flow
What it meant to love you
No one will ever know.
But now I know you want me
To mourn for you no more;
To remember all the happy times,
Life still has much in store.
Since you'll never be forgotten,
I pledge to you today
A hallowed place within my heart
Is where you'll always stay.
Location:
Loveland, OH, USA
Friday, June 5, 2015
Wednesday, June 3, 2015
Monday, June 1, 2015
Wrightsville, Pennsylvania
Labels:
birds,
Pennsylvania,
poetry
Location:
Wrightsville, PA 17368, USA
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