Earlham Cemetery - I have to ask
It seems as though you offer a shortcut So I meander through your maze of graves But what I might save in distance of travel Is paid back with journeys of thought I have to ask….. So, tell me of all of you, who was most mourned? What were the people at your graveside thinking As you were lowered into your last resting place? And is there anyone still doing the remembering? Which of you were serious, who laughed the most? Whose life was hardest and whose privileged? Which of you would I have enjoyed spending time with? And from which of you would I have fled? Now that you’re dead, does a fancy grave matter? Would you have chosen that spot? Would you get on with your underground neighbour? Or turning away in your grave, really not? And if you could see your grave this day? Would its lichen or lean distress thee? Would you need your grave to still shout out your name? Or be content about its dense cloak of ivy? So Susannah Sm