London on November 11th 1919 – a two minute silence at 11 o’clock to observe the first anniversary of the end great war. This photograph by an unknown artist conveys the collective grief of a people. To stand in that crowd in the stillness and silence for two minutes – the individual weight of personal loss and mourning magnified beyond imagination.
Unreal City,
Under the brown fog of a winter dawn,
A crowd flowed over London Bridge, so many,
I had not thought death had undone so many.
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Datta. Dayadhvam. Damyata.
Shantih shantih shantihfrom The Wasteland, T.S.Eliot 1922
“And each slow dusk a drawing down of blinds”
