Mourning The Living

I stand out on the promontory,
Playing my violin,
Into the sombre, open spaces,
Of a long-silent world,

In the distance, stand tombstones,
Of vanquished economies,
And I wonder how long I’ll mourn,
Those old ways of living.

Darkened, greyscale photograph looking out over water towards the Seattle skyline.
Photo I took of Seattle skyline from a boat crossing to Bainbridge Island, in 2009.


29 thoughts on “Mourning The Living

      1. Yes, I recognized it. My son lives close to Seattle in Gig Harbor and we were in Seattle last summer. Oh funny you met a girl from Denver, Denver girls are pretty cool. πŸ™‚

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      2. I was!! Well, still am, but the places you can get to by wandering around…!

        I also wrote a diary every day of the trip, so for all the photos there’s a corresponding description of that day. It’s an amazing thing to have, especially considering I injured my knee 2 years after, so it’s the only trip of that kind I’ve done.

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      1. It was an unbelievable year! I graduated with my degree, I went parachuting, I did army training, I climbed Mount Snowdon, I got a summer school teaching job at university, I did my 3 month coushsurfing trip in North America…! And on that trip alone I climbed Half Dome in Yosemite Park, went to Las Vegas, the Grand Canyon, San Francisco, Seattle…more places! And all on such a small budget. I met so many amazing people through couchsurfing, too.

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