A Letter is a joy of Earth —

A Rose for Emily Project

A Letter is a joy of Earth —
It is denied the Gods —

Those little items are dedicated to Emily Dickinson's grave. What are messages hidden in those objects? What story do you imagine?

Got an inspiration? You are welcome to leave your observation, imagination, and/ or random thoughts through the comment section. There is no right or wrong in interpenetrating those objects.

Photos taken June 22, 2013

Poem cited from: http://en.wikisource.org/wiki/A_Letter_is_a_joy_of_Earth_%E2%80%94 and http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Emily_Dickinson_poems

ps: what happened? The fence's gone. Is it permanent?

 June 2013

May 2013 

Quabbin Park Cemetery, Ware

More than a thousand structures were dismantled — homes, barns, churches, schools, stores. Workers painstakingly removed 7,613 graves and re-interred the dead in a new cemetery.*

Before the completion of the Quabbin Reservoir in 1938, towns of Dana, Greenwich, Prescott, and Enfiled as well as the numerous villages and communities prepared for the day their memories would sunken into the bottom of the reservoir.  More than seventy-five thousand graves in those communities were dug up and relocated to the Quabbin Park Cemetery in Ware.
 

You might be interested in my past post about the abandoned town of Dana: The Vaughn House, Dana

Locate Quabbin Park Cemetery: Map

*Mass Moments: Quabbin Reservoir: http://www.massmoments.org/moment.cfm?mid=182

Railroad Bridge over the Connecticut, Hadley - Northampton

About a month ago, I introduced an abandoned Boston & Maine Railroad bridge over the Deerfield. Today, I'll introduce you another disused Boston & Maine Railroad bridge over the Connecticut.

The railroad was built in 1887. Used as a passenger and freight line, the Central Massachusetts Division connected the Connecticut Valley region with Boston. The passenger service ceased in 1932, and the freight service ended in 1979.

She rose to His Requirement

A Rose for Emily Project 

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She rose to His Requirement—dropt
The Playthings of Her Life
To take the honorable Work
Of Woman, and of Wife—

If ought She missed in Her new Day,
Of Amplitude, or Awe—
Or first Prospective—Or the Gold
In using, wear away,

It lay unmentioned—as the Sea
Develop Pearl, and Weed,
But only to Himself—be known
The Fathoms they abide—

Those little items are dedicated to Emily Dickinson's grave. What are messages hidden in those objects? What story do you imagine?

Got an inspiration? You are welcome to leave your observation, imagination, and/ or random thoughts through the comment section. There is no right or wrong in interpenetrating those objects.

Photos taken June 6, 2013

Poem cited from: http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/she-rose-to-his-requirement/

"Heaven" has different Signs—to me

This is a part of "A Rose for Emily" Project.

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"Heaven" has different Signs—to me—

Sometimes, I think that Noon

Is but a symbol of the Place—

And when again, at Dawn,

A mighty look runs round the World

And settles in the Hills—

An Awe if it should be like that

Upon the Ignorance steals—

The Orchard, when the Sun is on—

The Triumph of the Birds

When they together Victory make—

Some Carnivals of Clouds—

The Rapture of a finished Day—

Returning to the West—

All these—remind us of the place

That Men call "paradise"—

Itself be fairer—we suppose—

But how Ourself, shall be

Adorned, for a Superior Grace—

Not yet, our eyes can see—

Those little items are dedicated to Emily Dickinson's grave. What are messages hidden in those objects? What story do you imagine?

Got an inspiration? You are welcome to leave your observation, imagination, and/ or random thoughts through the comment section. There is no right or wrong in interpenetrating those objects.

Photos taken May 26, 2013

Poem cited from PoemHunter.com: http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/heaven-has-different-signs-mdash-to-me/

A Rose for Emily

This is a humble opening post of "A Rose for Emily Project."

I live close to a poetess Emily Dickinson's final resting place in Amherst, Massachusetts. After observing how little offerings to Emily rotate day by day, decoding messages hidden in those little traces became my daily routine. Why do people leave those specific objects to signal their presence to Emily?

That's how her grave looks like!

No matter how random those objects appear to be, I find joy in imagining hidden stories or just savor its surrealistic quirkiness.

Are you curious what those offerings look like? Visit my blog post: Emily Dickinson's Grave, Amherst.

Are you ready to dive in? Here you are: "Heaven" has different Signs—to me.

Oh, where did I get the title "A Rose for Emily"?

 

Location of Emily Dickinson's Grave: Google Map

Urban obscurities

Montreal, Northampton, and Greenfield