Dark Waters


The ArtScience Museum, late at night when the air is still and the area quiet.

Once upon a midnight dreary,
while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious
volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping,
suddenly there came a tapping,
As of someone gently rapping,
rapping at my chamber door.
” ‘Tis some visitor,” I muttered,
“tapping at my chamber door;
Only this, and nothing more.”

The Raven, Edgar Allan Poe

7 thoughts

  1. I have been there a couple of times, but never seen it so beautiful. This is lovely. Your photographs and captions never fail to take words away from me! 🙂

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