By faint popular demand, the Flaneur herewith adds a few additional scenes from his 4 February Bay crossing. A true Baudelarian flaneur, he is very fond of ports where some appear to care whether or not they accept an invitation to a voyage; and he is a lover of clouds.
The exit ramp to Davy Jones' place.
You sit for uncounted years looking at the Golden Gate
through the veil of a lace curtain
Fortunately I had worn the right gear
Ha ha, how stupid they look
Looking back at Marin, the North country
A golden road leads ever on
Last night I watched The Poseidon Adventure,
tonight I'll read a chapter of London's The Sea Wolf
before the sensation of waves billows me out to deepest sleep
Did you know that David Bowie's given name is Davy Jones?
Here he is singing "The Bewlay Brothers" from his LP Hunky Dory
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8a82arE0JSQ
Remains in the sand
Davy Jones' Locker, also Davy Jones's Locker, is an idiom for the bottom of the sea: the state of death among drowned sailors and shipwrecks.[2] It is used as a euphemism for drowning or shipwrecks in which the sailor(s)'s and/or ship(s)'s remains are consigned to the bottom of the sea (to be sent to Davy Jones' Locker).[3]
The origins of the name of Davy Jones, the sailor's devil,[2] are unclear, with a 19th-century dictionary tracing Davy Jones to a "ghost of Jonah".[4] Other explanations of this nautical superstition have been put forth, including an incompetent sailor or a pub owner who kidnapped sailors.
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