Sunday, 12 July 2015

Monastic ruins as topographical memories. An elegy to landscapes drowned deep in time.


“They emerge in the fields like the peaks of a vanished Atlantis drowned four centuries deep. The gutted cloisters stand uselessly among the furrows and only broken pillars mark the former symmetry of the aisles and ambulatories. Surrounded by elder-flower, with their bases entangled in bracken and blackberry and bridged at their summits with arches and broken spandrels that fly spinning over the tree tops in slender trajectories, the clustering pillars suspend the great empty circumference of a rose-window in the rook-haunted sky. It is as though some tremendous Gregorian chant had been interrupted hundreds of years ago to hang there petrified at its climax ever since.” 

Patrick Leigh Fermor on the ruined monasteries of England and Wales "that have remained desolate since the Reformation" (A Time to Keep Silence, 1957).

4 comments:

  1. Fantastic description and a reminder why ruined monasteries remain one of the major delights of the British countryside

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  2. Many thanks - ideal opener to my piece on Bury St. Edmunds and a spur to return to cathedrals project

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  4. Love Llanthony. Spent a lot of time there last summer. Very quiet. Good for stars.

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