Off De Graves Street,
beneath the laneway’s hush,
a father leans into a table’s comfort,
cap tilted,
tattoo ink coiled upon his leg
like a memory written in skin.
Two boys beside him,
bright in their footy shirts,
shoulders knocking in the smallness of youth,
eyes wide with the ordinary feast.
Plates clatter,
the city breathes around them,
but here
in this narrow corner of Melbourne
a family meal becomes
its own quiet monument.
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Simpatica escena. La perspectiva hace incrementar la diferencia de volumen entre el padre y los niños.
ReplyDeleteI feel warmth
DeleteBeing raised in a certain era with certain customs, I would find it difficult to sit at a restaurant table wearing my cap. Possibly I could in a fast food McDonalds sort of venue.
ReplyDeleteYou are proper
DeleteBreakfast time with opa...
ReplyDeleteA good time
Delete... and another tattoo is also on his left arm. at least he is enjoying a lunch with his two kids in a lovely corner of Melbourne. That's great.
ReplyDeleteTattoo everywhere
Delete... and another tattoo is on his left arm. At least he was enjoying the lunch with his two kids in a lovely corner of Melbourne. That's good.
ReplyDeleteI totally agree, a family scene like this is wonderful!
ReplyDeleteA lovely scene
DeleteGood shot. Happy family :-D
ReplyDelete...dad's day with the kids?
ReplyDeleteJust an ordinary day
DeleteBeautifully done as always.
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A beautiful photo and poem I especially love "shoulders knocking in the smallness of youth" and that last line Great work
ReplyDeleteBeautiful moments, well captured
ReplyDeleteThe menu looks good - what I can make of it!
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