Charles Cowling
Shirts in the closet, shoes in the hall Mama’s in the kitchen, baby and all Everything is everything Everything is everything But you’re missing Coffee cups on the counter, jackets on the chair Papers on the doorstep, you’re not there Everything is everything Everything is everything But you’re missing Pictures
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     “Thank you so much for coming. Unlike the rest of you, I don’t have to get up in the morning.”     Rob Buckman, doctor author, actor, comedian and broadcaster, who died last October after a career which was devoted to improving the way medics counsel the terminally ill.
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Photo Brandreth Collection, c. 1860   A fancy gaff? No, a tomb. The tomb of Maharajah Ranjit Singh, aka The Lion of the Punjab. His ashes repose in the middle, on the spot where he was cremated, in a marble urn shaped like a lotus.  There are eleven other urns, those
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    In Lucknow, India, Rajan Yadav is standing for Assembly elections on a  manifesto of rooting out corruption. He wants to consign corruption to the funeral pyre, he says, and he is underlining this by conducting his campaign from a cremation ground. To make the symbolism complete, he has nicknamed
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  Cremation urn by Sarah Walton   We can speculate why it is that, in so-called advanced societies, the conventional funeral as an event is something dead people are increasingly bypassing. The point is that it’s happening, and demand for direct cremation (deathbed to incinerator) is growing. It is growing