Hotel de Grave.The poem "Hotel de Grave," by John Burnside is presented. First Line: Sometimes I am troubled by the light; Last Line: and footprints, new as rain, crossing the lawn.EBSCO_AspTls
having served me for a single night. From the window of the room had a view to the arrow on which is Miguel Archangel who Guide the Mount. Access to the hotel can be given directly on one of the city's pavements or on the lower...
The article looks at the body storage business in Japan, which is slated to expand due to the increasing number of people dying as the country's population ages, and notes the rise of so-called hotels for the dead, which store bodies that are waiting to be cremated....