"Wading neck deep in a swamp, your revolver is neither use nor ornament until you have had time to clean it" Mary H. Kingsley (1897)

Waiting To Be Seen


He’s told to wait
Someone will let him know.

Locked gates are hardly opened.
Prospects are narrow,
Hopes are slim.


Picture of a young man in conservative Muslim dress, taken during Ramadan, the Islāmic festival of charity and fasting.

2 responses

  1. Like the photo – and I think that’s a poem that goes with it.

    August 8, 2011 at 2:41 am

    • Not quite poetry, not quite a prose. I’m nailing my colours firmly to the fence, as usual…

      August 8, 2011 at 7:26 am

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