May 16, 2011

sunset eve

'set the sails, i feel the winds astirring...' - The Low Anthem, Charlie Darwin
with the vision of the pale full moon in my left eye, i gaze seaward over the hazy apricot-to-purple sunset refraction; what a glorious evening.

the sea haze and chimney smoke is settling over the hills and houses, creating an ethereal ghost that is descending for this cold night. the birds are squawking as they return to their posts and cosy their nests. the horizon slowly loses its sunlight, settling into the seamless sky and sea that is the night.

the moon begins to brighten as the apricot hue ascends in a stretch further heavenward. the mercury drops a few...


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