Melbourne Candid Series #1107 Latrobe St

 

An elderly waiter, time etched in his frame,
Leans with a slant, a quiet, thoughtful claim.
His eyes scan patrons in the softly lit space,
Each face a story, each pause a grace.

By LaTrobe Street’s hum and fading light,
He watches the flow of day into night.
Years fold in shadows that crease his brow,
A witness to moments unfolding now.

Silent sentinel in this urban tide,
He holds the tales that patrons confide.
In his slanted stance, both worn and wise,
The pulse of the city behind his eyes.

Sony A7RV

FE 50mm f1.2 GM

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