Two interesting poems in Rock Creek: one vernacular, one a trusty bit of Tennyson.
Category Archives: cemeteries
The tree is known by its fruit.
Lambert Tree hoped to be known by his fruit!
The Kates monument in Laurel Hill
The Kates monument in Laurel Hill gets us to the name of the quarry that contracted several works discussed here.
Slifer my God to thee
The most expensive monument in the cemetery supports the posturings of the Slifer family.
A bit of the old ultra-rustic
The Hunter cairn is a monument to unintended camp display.
Trompe l'oeil in Laurel Hill
A wondrous trompe l’oeil effect created by the landscape architect of the Conarroe plot in Laurel Hill.
Another outdoor portrait bust
The unexpected freestanding outdoor portrait bust of Eugene Liomin is a rarity worth a second look.
Gone! Gone.
An epigram on the monument of Charles Dixon Caton requires some comment.
And then suddenly, last summer
Suddenly Arthur Smith’s daughter and mother died. But how did he die
Maurice Reidy
Catharine Reidy wrote some interesting iambs in the voice to her dead husband Maurice who nonetheless speaks not of the pompatus of love.
