The cemetery is up on the hill
not far from the madhouse and worse
in the war but a beautiful park.
The cemetery has a beautiful view
on western Vienna, where I grew up
and half of the city.
Cemeteries are beautiful places
cultures of memory. Beautiful stones;
what happens if no-one pays?
Who has a flag, who has an eagle;
which fatherland did he fly and die for
We have two graves, with my mother or father
we visit three. Two years ago my grandmother died,
we were very close.
Who is and who isn’t down in our grave?
The one with our name,
every family has several names;
places and sites, countries and questions.
Up on the hill close to the entrance,
down and secluded not very far.
Vienna has many beautiful hills
and a beautiful river
and many waters and many souls.
Rest in peace. Thank you.
MW November 2016