Politics is nothing. We are free only on the ocean. ~ Renato Beluche
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
Literature: Great Ship's Language
Hoists of bunting broke out at yardarms, ascended to mast heads, hovered a minute or two, and came down in rainbow curves where flagship talked to flagship. A shore signal station was speaking in white flashes that dazzled you even in the strong sunshine; and between ship and ship of the same squadron minute conversations, visible only through a strong glass, were being carried ceaselessly on by the busy tossing arms of semaphores and by the small flags that a signalman, perched on the rail of a bridge like a fly, was waving to his opposite number in the next ship.
What were they all saying?
~ Filson Young (find his groundbreaking book Titanic, published in 1912, here) Header: Lake Scene by George W. Maynard via American Gallery