hear, hear, world of mine
new rules in town
kisses are forbidden on the shrine…
new rules in town
The announcer walk through the medieval town crying the news, the new rule was a desperate attempt to minimize the numbers of victims made by the new disease called cholera
hear, hear world of mine
new rules in town
kisses are forbidden on the shrine…
new rules in town
All over, people looked like ghosts, their eyes were empty, dry, no tears left, the skin was yellowish with brown shades, even the lips had vanished…what with to kiss the shrine? who had time for God when death was feasting on their corpses?!
here, here, death is near
come to sip your eyes, my dear…
there, there rest your body
hurry to become nobody
Smoke, suffocating and choking, floating, penetrating lungs…they got used to it…At first, fear and nausea overwhelmed them, when they found out that the smoke was from the burning corpses as there was no place in the cemetery to ground them, then nobody minded, people get used with everything!
here, here, death is near
come to sip your eyes, my dear
there, there rest your body
hurry to become nobody
This was the song kids cried out while jumping through the corpses on their way to church, where of course no one would kiss the shrine due to the new rule in town!!!
A compelling read. iulia.
Gopal
dramatics displayed with aplomb – one is tempted to read more to the lines than a simple no no to kisses ; the ban seeming to be a caprice of a devilish despot !
A very lively narrative style sheds light on the kind of Medieval scenes portrayed in the paintings of Hieronymous Bosch and in Dürer’s woodcut engravings.
Thank you so very much, Gopal Lahiri!
Thank you so much, Lokesh Roy! The devilish despot in this case is death!
Thank you, Louis Kasatkin! The association with those great paintings honours me deeply!