"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

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

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

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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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