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I am a freelance photographer, writer, and blogger in Columbia, South Carolina. |
I have the privilege of being a contributor to American Cemetery magazine.
In addition to my blog I'm Having A Thought Here, I have two photography websites:
Jennifer Weber Photography
Angel Funeral Photography
When I am dead, this be my will
To earth I do bequeathe and give
Obstreperous flesh, for flower and wheat
Blithely to eat.
My bones enduring tracery,
I leave to be
Exhibit labelled -- categoric --
Having no need of it, past death,
I give my breath
To air, that is the bird's abode
And the sun's road.
The world -- her Maytime trees that loom
White hills of bloom, --
Her bluebirds like winged iris shaken
Where buds awaken, --
Her cloud-deep skies, or daisy thicket
Shading the cricket, --
I leave to any who, like me,
Has eyes to see.
I give -- if it persists -- my song
To bless and throng
The swift twelve winds of the world that fly
Through all the sky,
Blown -- a winged thistleseed of sound --
Toward its own ground.
I yield that love that tortured me
To any strong enough to bear
Joy of despair.
As for my joy itself, I deed it
To all who need it --
Hitch-hikers, seedy and too grey ...
Or dogs astray
At whom the careless hand has thrown
The careful stone.
Sadness, that made my young heart grave,
I give to save
All of earth's callous ones who go
Unhelped by woe;
My loneliness to everyone
Who seeks the sun.
To my lord, Don Quixote, hurled
Against the world
By his own nobleness, to be
I will my madness -- to increase
His tragic peace.
My cowardice I keep: of such
Men have too much.
To scholars for inheritance,
Pure darkness, eager for truth's white
I deed my laughter to the wise,
To clear their eyes;
And any surplus to a cow --
For she knows how
To moo and put a poker face
On the world's grace,
Making by genial occult powers
Cream out of flowers.
I give my anger and my hate
To wake, though late,
Albino gentle souls that dwell
Meekly in hell;
I will my lazy calm to bless
Who take nine stitches to save one
Best left undone.
I leave my strength to aid the rose
Against the snows;
My patience to the snows that keep
Earth safe asleep.
I give the Dawn for those to take
Who are awake.
Last, I leave Death whatever he
Can hold of me.
= E. Merrill Root =
|Messages left for AngelSeeker (163)||[Leave Message]|
|Sadie May♥||James Chaffin|
Thank you so very much for that beautiful picture of James' marker. A marker is better than nothing for now! I am terribly sorry someone said it would be a waste of time because it absolutely isn't and I believe some people should mind their business! You are doing a fabulous job contributing to FindAGrave. I truly thank you!
|Glenda Emerson||Hey Gir,|
Happy to see your visit to Jim, and so glad you put this fabulous EMR poem here on your bio page. Still just blows me away!!
|Beth O'Brien||Marie Erickson|
Thank you very much for taking the time to obtain the photos for me & updating the plot information. We live in PA, so it's not just a quick trip to the cemetery to get such photos. I appreciate your time tremendously.
|Joseph Wilby||RE: Liz Sandifer|
No need to thank me, but I appreciate you taking the time to leave a message.
The Love for your Family, as I read about them, left me with a sense of relief to know that we are capable to norture Love in so many levels.
That it escapes the definition of what we mere folks call an ending.
I enjoyed reading about your family very much, my mind just wanders off into what you wrote into their Biographies.
Thank you for sharing such memories,
|L.A. Cartledge||Johannes Zimmerle|
Find A Grave # 108184929
I want to thank you, very much, for such a prompt and wonderful response to my photo request. I am grateful that you are willing to pursue this further, and ask the church itself. How kind of you. I just Emailed the person who posted the info, and asked for more details as to how he make the connection to this cemetery, for this person. I hope that he is as speedy and willing as you are.
Blessings from Florida, LAC
|Heaven Bound||It Will Be Worth It All|
...When we see Jesus. Thank you for remembering my precious daughter Letha on her angel day and the many other times you have left flowers for her. You will receive an extra jewel in your crown for your kindness. Thank you again for your kind words.
|Glenda Emerson||RE: Thanks gir',|
All I can say is it was my pleasure to be raised in a state of excitement, and I crave it to this day!!!!
|Glenda Emerson||Thanks gir',|
For remembering Mom and Daddy for their Anniversary. Wish they had been fortunate enough to have more years ahead of them...Together! Life was good and they loved and respected each other even though Mom was...let me think how to describe her..."Excitable!" Haha...G.
|Glenda Emerson||Dear J,|
Jim's poem from you today was wonderful. We all indeed are a little older...just not OLD. Thank you my friend for remembering my beloved today with that great poem by little Emily. Thinking of you tomorrow!
|Glenda Emerson||RE: Get Well Soon|
Thank you my friend.
The Flu is no fun...Hahaha...xoxoxo...G.
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