Coy behind a marble lion,
she seduced tourists in the square,
no bashful burn behind the mask
to match the colour of her hair.
She was Casanova’s doxy,
a carnival Columbina,
until she packed herself away
in tissue for another year.
Then she merged into the shadows
of the bridges and the alleys
with her crucifix, mementos,
and faded glass rosary:
a wrinkled Venetian beauty,
aged but resolute in her duty.
Kim M. Russell, 2018

My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Eulogy for a stranger
I just got back from a trip on Thursday, so I hadn’t got around to catching up until this morning when I saw Izzy’s prompt, which caught my imagination. She says that she has set us a challenge to defy the conventions of a particular theme and find new places in the everyday. She encourages us to connect to the world swirling all around us – specifically our own kind – by writing a eulogy for a stranger.
Izzy asks us to pick one stranger we have encountered and write their eulogy. We should imagine their triumphs, the funny little stories that we would want to share with their family and friends, the defining moments we want to highlight based on only our initial assessment.
As I was away celebrating our silver wedding anniversary with my husband, I’ve picked a stranger from one of the photographs I took on our trip.
A soldier of god?
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I really like the how this sound… the alliterations and the way I can see her being only there in Carnival, I almost sense that the she is more behind a mask when she removed the one she has…
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You present an interesting contrast, Kim. And who among us is not made of contrasts and confusion?
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So true, Kerry.
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This is an amazing image – really fascinating and how lucky you were there – and how wonderful for us that you’ve chosen to use it! It’s stunningly intriguing. 😀
And your eulogy is amazing – it really is so rich, lavish, and it poses enough questions for us to stop and think of the associations and the mysteries – after all, it’s all about location, location, location, and in the timing – as well as the contrasts.
Superb Kim!
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Thank you so much!
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Oh, how fun, Kim! First of all welcome back and happy anniversary! Also, I really like the adventure you packed into your poem. I love how the characters fun loving spirit is also captured in the fun rhyming structure. Thanks so much for posting and viva la!!!!
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Superb notions of Beauty.. 😎🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀
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Thank you!
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So well done Kim – I love the pace of it, its entire content.
Hope you had a wonderful trip.
Anna :o]
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Thank you, Anna! It was very cold and misty, and I got a chest infection, but it was wonderful . Since we got back, the canals in Venice have dried up! 🙂
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I love both your photo and the poem. Thank you for bringing us a little bit of Carnival!
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Thank you, Rosemary.!
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Congratulations on the silver wedding anniversary Kim! Especially like “..until she packed herself away
in tissue for another year…”
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Thank you, Rajani!
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Love the rich tone and imagery in this one, Kim!💞 Especially love; “Then she merged into the shadows
of the bridges and the alleys with her crucifix, mementos, and faded glass rosary.”💞
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Thank you, Danaa! 💕
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A wonderful word portrait. (I loved the photo as well!)
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Thank you, Mary!
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Oh Venetian carnivals are so colorful and rich with culture and history. How wonderful you were able to visit there and brought life to this picture! 😊
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Thank you! 🌞
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I like it!
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Thank you, Annell!
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I love the magic and imagery in your words!
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Thank you, Donna!
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Wow, this poem is even cooler, knowing this is a photo you took. I love the image of her packing the costume away for another year, but continuing to carry out her self-imposed duties.
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😊
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And happy anniversary!
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Thank you, Sherry!
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I love, love, love that your lets us see that her life is not over just because she is leaving, or because she’s changing…
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Thank you, Magaly!
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This is stunning! Such beautiful writing:
“no bashful burn”
“She was Casanova’s doxy”
“she merged into the shadows
of the bridges and the alleys
with her crucifix, mementos,
and faded glass rosary”
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Thank you so much!
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I love your eulogy. You have a vivid imagination that could paint such a life in words. This was so delightful to read.
Congratulations on your anniversary!
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Thank you kindly, Myrna!
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So… you met my ex-wife 🙂
Welcome back.
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🙂 Thank you!
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‘Then she merged into the shadows
of the bridges and the alleys
with her crucifix, mementos,
and faded glass rosary:
Absolutely stunning imagery, Kim.
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Thank you, Sara.
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An impactful sketch. Brilliant writing!
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Thank you, Wendy!
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Just what we need at Carnival time. Beautifully presented.
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Thank you, Robin!
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Nicely done. I like it!
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you have made your character so vivid and real. sad, in a way, but still a strong person.
enjoyed the read.
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Thanks, I’m pleased you enjoyed it!
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kaykuala
a wrinkled Venetian beauty,
aged but resolute in her duty.
Travels have the advantage of discovering new entities or personalities. Mundane daily activities are given some new energy!
Hank
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kind of reminds me of Mardi Gras – a short time of crazy frivolity and living large…
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