Just yesterday I published a plog (poetry blog) post about Dickinson family members buried in the Hollywood Cemetery in Richmond, Virginia. That post -- with lots of pictures -- is HERE.
Below are some random shots of just a few of the angels around the cemetery.
| By Emily Dickinson: She died – this was the way she died. And when her breath was done Took up her simple wardrobe And started for the sun. Her little figure at the gate The Angels must have spied, Since I could never find her Upon the mortal side. |