Category Archives: sunset

A Stroll On The Beach: Twilight’s Last Gleaming

“Now I further saw, that betwixt them and the gate was a river; but there was no bridge to go over, and the river was very deep..”

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“..It is you, it is you they wait for; for you have been hopeful ever since I knew you. “
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Picture taken at sunset on Payyambalam Beach, Kannur
Quotations taken from The Pilgrim’s Progress  (John Bunyan 1628 -1688)

A Stroll On The Beach: The Sun Also Sets

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“I grow old … I grow old … 
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.

Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.

I do not think that they will sing to me.”

From The Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock
T S Eliot 1888 – 1965
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“Don’t let the sun go down on me
Although I search myself, it’s always someone else I see…
But losing everything is like the sun going down on me.”
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Picture taken at sunset on Payyambalam beach, Kannur.

Darjeeling Dusks

Our stay in Darjeeling was made particularly pleasant by the helpful hotel staff.
On our first morning, whilst taking breakfast, I had taken a picture looking out from the dining room.
When the waiter saw me fiddling with my camera, he smiled and pointed to a large notice by the stairs:
An arrow directed upwards and invited interested guests to enjoy the viewing gallery.

And so, when twilight fell, we thought to try out the facility.

Following the sign, we found ourselves in a narrow corridor which led into an extremely spacious room.
It was not quite what I’d expected.
Although the large windows provided excellent views, this rather grand room was fully furnished
with wardrobes, armchairs and a slightly dishevelled, king-size bed.

But the sun was setting fast. There was no time to ponder our hotel’s eccentric décor.
Opening up the windows to get better photographs, I took my shots.

It was only when we left the room, and retraced our steps back along the corridor, that I noticed a second sign
advertising “panoramic hill views”.
This sign pointed in the opposite direction to the one from which we’d come. 

We had taken our pictures in another guest’s bedroom…

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Pictures inadvertently taken from the windows of a deluxe suite, in Hotel Seven-Seventeen, Darjeeling.

Of Calicut, Camels And Kites

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The first night’s stop was in Calicut, the birthplace of calico.

Calicut was founded almost 1,000 years ago. Strong links with Arab traders soon developed and the city has a sizeable Muslim community.

Vasco da Gama led a Portuguese fleet to the port at the end of the 15th century. This marked the beginning of European interest in the Malabar coast.

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Having taken chai masala, we strolled along sea-front at sunset.

Inspected the camels

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Then bought a kite

And flew it.

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Sunset Sailings

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Farewell To A Queen

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I watch and wait.

Watching as the sun slips down

Past the fishing nets

Into gently lapping golden waves.

Waiting for a queen of royal lineage.

 

The crowd quietens,

Then breaks into cheers.

She has appeared.


The Queen sails majestically out of harbour,

Into sunset.

And with her,

My friends…

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Photographs taken as my friends left Fort Cochin on the Queen Elizabeth yesterday and sailed off into the Arabian Sea.

Harbouring Dreams

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To sit overlooking Fort Cochin harbour, with a glass of fresh lime-soda in your hand, is as good a way as any, to while away the sunset.

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And Thee, across the harbor, silver-paced

As though the sun took step of thee, yet left

Some motion ever unspent in thy stride,—

Implicitly thy freedom staying thee!

Hart Crane

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Launching Out Alone

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“You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment.”

Henry David Thoreau

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And you O my soul where you stand,

Surrounded, detached, in measureless oceans of space,

Ceaselessly musing, venturing, throwing, seeking the spheres to connect them,

Till the bridge you will need be form’d, till the ductile anchor hold,

Till the gossamer thread you fling catch somewhere, O, my soul.

Walt Whitman

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Now launch the small ship, now as the body dies

and life departs, launch out, the fragile soul

in the fragile ship of courage, the ark of faith

with its store of food ..and change of clothes,

D.H. Lawrence

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Launch For Two

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Launch One

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Launch Two

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“Death is only a launching into the region of the strange Untried; it is but the first salutation to the possibilities of the immense Remote, the Wild, the Watery, the Unshored…”

Herman Melville

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Sea Fever

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I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,

And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,

And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,

And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking.

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I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide

Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;

And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,

And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.

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I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,

To the gull’s way and the whale’s way, where the wind’s like a whetted knife;

And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,

And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.


“Sea Fever” by John Masefield.

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Waiting For Tomorrow

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As subtle as tomorrow

That never came,

A warrant, a conviction,

Yet but a name.

Emily Dickinson

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