Description
The northern day was drawing to a close, and as I watched the sun slide down behind multi-colored clouds, its satellite rays trailing after, it seemed that with it went something of the human quality of this earth, leaving me alone in the presence of the unknown.
Standing topside in the prow, I could look down and watch the slender ship cut the never-ending swells. On either side, the smooth hull sent the backwash sliding along its sides, crested with foam at first, and gradually spiralling out into shining ripples amidships, all the while roaring like a hungry beast. But the water's rest was not for long, the pounding propeller catching and churning the mass up again, and then, their savagery gratified, leaving it to lose itself in the immensity of the ocean.
Recommended Citation
Daley, Doris
(1942)
"Solliloquy,"
Manuscripts: Vol. 10
:
Iss.
1
, Article 17.
Retrieved from:
https://digitalcommons.butler.edu/manuscripts/vol10/iss1/17
Included in
Fiction Commons, Illustration Commons, Nonfiction Commons, Photography Commons, Poetry Commons
