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sovay ([personal profile] sovay) wrote2022-09-20 04:23 am

But you won't get away from the tune that they play to the bloomin' old rag over'ead

I caught a fragment of the funeral this morning: a black hearse at a slow march on a green field, a bell tolling and drums, bystanders watching through their cellphones. It is not really that the jokes about the Queen celebrating her cybernetic jubilee—Charles having expired of frustration in the interim—were more plausible than the fact of her death in the course of mortal time, but why else do we believe in fisher kings? I hadn't known she was married in a dress embroidered with ears of wheat, as though spelling for fertility. One of the commentators spoke of seasons of death and renewal, as if all the newly televised pageantry were some enormous mummers' play. I don't think I am used to seeing ritual on such a scale; that is the point of it. I keep thinking about people as links in time, as memory palaces. I wish it did not come so automatically paired with the thought of unmoored futures. Far enough down that way lies trying to glue time in place, to hold back the earthquake.
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[personal profile] watervole 2022-09-20 08:39 am (UTC)(link)
I see you share my taste in Kipling!
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[personal profile] watervole 2022-10-02 04:39 pm (UTC)(link)
I discovered him mainly as an adult - apart from my Dad reading me the Just So Stories - I can still hear his voice in my memory. I came across Bellamy much later.

Kipling wrote many of his poems to fit existing tunes, but we don't know which ones...
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[personal profile] cmcmck 2022-09-20 09:05 am (UTC)(link)
The embroiderer lived in our town here and was famous for her work.
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[personal profile] lauradi7dw 2022-09-20 12:18 pm (UTC)(link)
I remember that Sarah Ferguson's dress for her wedding to (the quite yet loathsome) Andrew had bees embroidered on it. I don't know who (presumably a team) did the embroidery or exactly what the symbolism was (united in service to the Queen? Couldn't be that blatant).
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[personal profile] davidgillon 2022-09-20 06:21 pm (UTC)(link)
It was her family coat of arms, apparently - bees and thistles.
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[personal profile] minoanmiss 2022-09-20 02:32 pm (UTC)(link)
*reads and contemplates*
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[personal profile] minoanmiss 2022-09-23 04:37 am (UTC)(link)

Oh good, I'm glad they're not banal. Often you write about things I am just learning about (I learn so much from your journal), so I don't have much to say yet.

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[personal profile] minoanmiss 2022-09-24 01:04 am (UTC)(link)

beams

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[personal profile] selkie 2022-09-20 06:17 pm (UTC)(link)
It was "The Last Post" that got me, and then seeing her pony and her dogs so very clearly waiting for her to come home. It's such an end to an era sort of feeling.

[OW. HELLO. OW.]
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[personal profile] davidgillon 2022-09-20 06:19 pm (UTC)(link)
I keep thinking about people as links in time, as memory palaces.

Oh, that's an interesting thought, and I guess for us she was, there's a whole slew of identity, both personal and national, and other stuff, that the Queen symbolized for us for the whole of my life.

I hadn't intended to watch the funeral, but caught the procession at a point I thought was about 20 minutes from the hearse leaving (according to the Guardian's expected timeline), so thought 'I can watch for 20 minutes'. That ended up actually being an hour, but it was interesting to watch and pick out odd details - soldiers with rifles reversed, legs moving into curtseys at the top edge of the screen as the gun-carriage passed the royal staff lining the kerb outside Buck House, the precise choreography of removing coffin and royal standard from the gun carriage - including things like the sailors braking the carriage from behind sidestepping in unison to open up the space. That choreography must be stored in a document somewhere (or did they pull out the old newsreels?), to be learned anew by a new generation of servicemen and, this time, women. I'll admit I was a little startled when I heard the commands for the sailors on the gun-carriage given in a female voice. Everything stays the same, everything changes.
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[personal profile] asakiyume 2022-09-21 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, people as memory palaces is wonderful. It reminds me about what they say in (and about) oral societies: that when you lose an elder, you lose a whole library, you lose so much.

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[personal profile] asakiyume 2022-09-21 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
She's been a constant presence in people's lives for literal generations. Her face is on stamps and coins and the news. I can understand the sense of loss.

I smiled at cybernetic jubilee--has someone drawn that? (They should--even though now it will represent alternative history)