Saturday, December 13, 2025

Melbourne Candid Series #1276 Flagstaff Garden

 


In the hush between drumbeats,
a dancer leans into the trembling air
silver tassels shivering along his shoulders
like a whispered prayer in metal.

Paint shadows his face,
a mask half-myth, half-memory,
as though he is stepping out of some older world
and borrowing our sunlight for a moment.

Around him, the crowd softens into blur
a ring of breath, of waiting,
their modern jackets folding quietly
against the ancient thrum of ceremony.

He holds something small, fragile, smouldering
a ritual ember, a thread of smoke
curling upward like a spirit
seeking its rightful sky.

Behind him, another dancer rises
in a crown of feathers,
a living echo of winds that once
swept untamed across continents.

And in that suspended second,
between steps, between heartbeats,
the street becomes a timeless corridor
where the past returns not as ghost
but as pulse
steady, defiant, beautiful.


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9 comments:

  1. Tu texto describe a la perfección la fotografía y me introduce en esa escena en la que parece desarrollarse un ritual espiritual al que la gente se siente invitada.
    Un abrazo

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  2. Em fascinen aquestes coses.
    Molt maca la foto.
    Salutacions.

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  3. LOVE this. This is a fantastic picture and your poem is spot on. This might be my favorite so far.

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  4. Man at work on the road: great photo and writing.

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  6. I really like his costume. Also I've changed my blog name it's here at https://blue-day3.blogspot.com/

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