Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Photo Nine

Below the thunders of the upper deep;
Far, far beneath the abysmal sea;
His ancient, dreamless, uninvaded sleep
The Kraken sleepeth: faintest sunlights flee
About his shadowy sides: above him swell
Huge sponges of millenial growth and height;
And far away into the sickly light,
From many wondrous grot and secret cell
Unnumber'd and enormous polypi
Winnow with giant arms the slumbering green.
There hath he lain for ages and will lie
Battening upon huge seaworms in his sleep,
Until the latter fire shall heat the deep;
Then once by men and angels to be seen,
In roaring he shall rise and on the surface die.
~Alfred Lord Tennyson 

Alright.  I know I'm a nerd.  I just like excuses to use Tennyson.  It makes me impressed with myself.

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