The Cemetery at Tuscarora, Nevada by Robert N. Coats

The Cemetery at Tuscarora, Nevadaby Robert N. Coats A weathered plank with wooden cross affixed:Sacred to the memoryof our daughter M.B. McNamaraAge 7 daysDied Dec. 27, 1893. Outside the barbed wire, grazing Herefordshuff and munch, gazingat tall brome growing between the graves. Enclosed by an ornate iron fence,a monument of white marble:L.J., wife of P.Continue reading “The Cemetery at Tuscarora, Nevada by Robert N. Coats”

Paris Stories: One by Diana Rosen

Paris Stories: One by Diana Rosen On the lush green slope to the side of Cimetière du Père-Lachaise where the crumbling concrete tombstones of Molière, Colette, Hugo rest, I find myself seriously Lost, wave down a solitary figure to whom I plead, “Sortie, s’il vous plaît, sortie,” cobbled from the words for Please (a mustContinue reading “Paris Stories: One by Diana Rosen”

New Orleans by Anne Whitehouse

New Orleansby Anne Whitehouse In this city the Church had dominion over the dead,but the dead would not stay buried.They rose up out of the groundwhen the river overflowed and the ground turned to water.Fevers, vapors, and miasmas circulated,the air so humid it was another form of water.Pale, wide, and muddy, the river loomed,and theContinue reading “New Orleans by Anne Whitehouse”

Père Lachaise by Jennifer Lagier

Père Lachaiseby Jennifer Lagier Our guide, Jean-Jacques,tells us stories,reads inscriptionson mausoleums.Marks a map as Iexplore a city of deathwith expatriate friends.We pass grandiose memorials.Angels and antichrists decomposebeside housewives and saints.Fading lipstick kisses polka dotOscar Wilde’s neutered sphinx.According to rumor, a bureaucratanchors his paperwork withthe severed stone sex.Someone has stolen Jim Morrison’sbronze bust, a poppy and twistofContinue reading “Père Lachaise by Jennifer Lagier”

Recoleta by Lorraine Caputo

Recoletaby Lorraine Caputo In this gated     city within          the city     narrow calles          labyrinthineRest eternal souls of     doctors & founders          business moghuls     politicians, presidents          & heroes of forgotten wars(Their grumbling yet     resounds about, around          Evita’s tomb     where fresh flowers          are lain) Beneath their     Gothic spires, domes          beyond Doric columns     fine sculpture          Art Deco reliefsBehind façades of     dimmed black granite          of façades now crumbled     revealing eroded brick          eroded mortarBronze honor plaques     deep-greened          wrought-iron doors    rusting & cobweb-woven          panes shattered Stained glassContinue reading “Recoleta by Lorraine Caputo”