"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)

Twilight’s Last Gleaming..

“..And catch the gleaming of a random light,
That tells me that the ship I seek is passing, passing.”

From “Ships that Pass in the Night”
by Paul Laurence Dunbar, 1872 – 1906.


Picture of the Fort Cochin promontory at sunset.

2 responses

  1. Toffeeapple

    What a colour, the atmosphere is almost palpable.

    October 22, 2011 at 9:46 pm

    • “Bliss it was in that twilight to be alive,
      But to be old is not quite heaven..”

      (To corrupt a poet!)

      October 22, 2011 at 9:59 pm

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