SHINY TRINKETS OF GRIEF – The Vampire's Wife

SHINY TRINKETS OF GRIEF The divine and brilliant Florence Welch wears a bespoke Vampire’s Wife lame dress in her concerts this week. Listen to her eerie wonder-song from Dance Fever, Prayer Factory. We adore Florence here at The Vampire’s Wife. Love Susie. x

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZKb7O42PTUk

Prayer Factory

All the things that I ran from

I now bring as close to me as I can

Ripping hotel sheets with gritted teeth

My montage of lost things, it's mine

Shiny trinkets of grief

Why don't you give me a call?

Open my mouth, yes, I'll take it all

Know it's work onto work

Maybe finally you shut the gate

AH, MY DEAR ANGRY LORD

I love this terse little poem by the English poet, orator, and priest, George Herbert about the contradictory nature of religious belief, its good and bad sides, and its joy and sorrow. There's nothing like a bit of hard religion on a Sunday morning!!

NO TEAR-FLOODS OR SIGH-TEMPESTS

In A Valediction: Forbidding Mourning, the English poet, John Donne, likens his relationship with his wife, Mary, to a spiritual entanglement between two souls as he says farewell to her before he goes on a mission to Europe. I love the lines ‘let us melt and make no noise/no tear-floods, nor sigh-tempests move’. Beautiful!

THE CARNIVAL IS OVER

I have just a simple song for you all from 1967, all the way from Australia (where my husband is), by The Seekers. I love this song, melancholy but so stirring, and Judith Durham, dressed in what looks like something from the archives of The Vampire’s Wife, is so touching. It is a song full of tears about the end of things and love’s enduring presence. We adore this song here at The Vampire’s Wife.