and rocks and creaks and moans in the eternal breeze…
““and rocks and creaks and moans in the eternal breeze. Through all ages — when the pavement was grass, when it was swamp, through the age of tusk and mammoth, through the age of silent sunrise, the battered woman — for she wore a skirt — with her right hand exposed, her left clutching at her side, stood singing of love — love which has lasted a million years, she sang, love which prevails, and millions of years ago, her lover, who had been dead these centuries, had walked, she crooned, with her in May; but in the course of ages, long as summer days, and flaming, she remembered, with nothing but red asters, he had gone; death’s enormous sickle had swept those tremendous hills, and when at last she laid her hoary and immensely aged head on the earth, now become a mere cinder of ice, she implored the Gods to lay by her side a bunch of purple-heather, there on her high burial place which the last rays of the last sun caressed; for then the pageant of the universe would be over.””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
A poetic meditation on love enduring through ages and the yearning for remembrance after death.
In simple terms: Love persists across time and seeks lasting memory.
Key Takeaway
Cherish love and honor memory.
Themes
love
memory
et
ity
death
Mood
melancholic
reflective
Type
literary
philosophical
When to use this quote
- romantic relationships
- grief rituals
- memorials
- artistic inspiration
Key Concepts
ephemerality
eternal love
mythic narrative
Questions to Reflect On
- What does love mean to you across generations?
- How do you honor those who have passed?
A Different Perspective
The abstract language may obscure concrete meaning for some readers.