Night is the refuge for the wild at heart It has some dazzling places under bright neon lights And long cloaks of shadows to hide the wounds of life It is a lonely hive where bumbling bees learn to fly To soar blinded by the lights and shrouded by the night Yet their wings will […]
Looking at the night slowly falling on Beijing A long dark cloak of blue shadows spreading slowly Thrown by a giant invisible hand over the city lights And the towers fight back with neon beams like fierce Jedis Photo Hugh Ardoin The Night-Shift Gallery