On Bourke Street Mall where footsteps pass,
He sits alone on iron brass
A bearded man, both still and slow,
Eyes cast down where shadows grow.
His coffee cup rests in his hand,
No rush to sip, no firm demand.
The world moves by in steady stream,
While he dissolves into a dream.
The hum of trams, the chatter near,
All fold into a silence clear.
As if the ground could speak below,
He listens deep to what he knows.
No sign, no plea, no spoken word,
Just thoughts that flutter, faint, unheard.
A quiet figure none may see
But in his stillness, poetry.
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This is a classic pose for checking out his phone. He is a modern fellow with a drink in one hand, and a phone in the other one.
ReplyDeleteModern statue
DeleteMe gusta mucho el encuadre, situando el peso sobre el lado derecho de la foto pero, sin descuidar el otro extremo, situando ese otro banco con una luz fuerte.
ReplyDeleteThat street design is great for B+W
DeleteAbsorbed in that tiny screen.
ReplyDeleteDigital wonder
DeleteYikes such bad posture! I do like the shadow in this one :-D
ReplyDeleteGetting kyphosis
DeleteSuch a lovely sunny day! The shadows are great.
ReplyDeleteShadow play in this area
DeleteDe los pocos que vemos que en vez de tener un movil en las manos tiene lo que me parece una cerveza entre las manos.
ReplyDeletePhone as a beer can substitute
Delete...what did people do before they had a phone?
ReplyDeleteMurder and robbery
DeleteMaximum concentration to read messages without missing anyone!
ReplyDeleteSuch a dedication
DeleteThoughtful on the bench. I also like the description.
ReplyDeleteThe iphone neck problem
ReplyDeleteFar too common
DeleteLooks like a good resting place to check the phone
ReplyDeleteI really enjoyed the poem love the photo, however, I really hate the phone.
ReplyDeleteGood -Christine cmlk79.blogspot.com
ReplyDeleteSeems distressed. Lovely verse!
ReplyDeleteA poem full of pause and observation, where silence speaks louder than words. Image and text merge into a single poetic breath.
ReplyDeleteA hug :)
Sun bath.
ReplyDeleteI like the poem.
ReplyDelete“In his silence, poetry…” a perfect line to end that delightful poem and another fascinating moment in time captured. Great photo!
ReplyDeleteWell captured
ReplyDeleteA compelling juxtaposition of city noise and inner calm — a thoughtful meditation on the tension between anonymity and presence.
ReplyDeleteYes, in his stillness poetry! thank you for documenting your world, Roentare! Knowing and understanding each other creates bridges for peace! ❤️
ReplyDeleteHello Roentare :)
ReplyDeleteHe does look perfectly relaxed. Good photo and observations.
Coffee break!
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