Flagstaff Gardens opens like a commons of pause,
grass worn smooth by agreement rather than rule.
Here, the city sets its weight down.
A small circle forms—plates held mid-air,
hands negotiating portions,
conversation leaning in, then back.
Food passes between them
as gently as trust.
One man counts bites with thought,
another waits, attentive to nothing urgent.
A coat hangs heavy with elsewhere,
while sneakers stay faithful to the ground.
Lunch becomes a ceremony without words.
Beyond them, bodies recline into the afternoon
laughter low, knees drawn up,
someone testing the sky by lying beneath it.
Portable loos line the distance like reminders
that even leisure must be managed.
Everything happens at once,
yet nothing competes.
This is Melbourne resting in public,
where strangers share grass,
time stretches just enough,
and the ordinary learns, briefly,
to be enough.
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Nice
ReplyDeleteGood thing there are PortaPotties on site.
ReplyDeleteWay of life
DeleteNice scene in the urban garden
ReplyDeleteLots of rubbish around
DeleteLos jardines como lugar de encuentro para tomar un almuerzo o relajarse sobre la hierba.
ReplyDeleteTouch some grass
DeleteTu texto me recuerda que lo común también descansa:
ReplyDeletela ciudad afloja, la gente comparte, y basta con estar. La fotografía es increíble.
Un abrazo.
You are kind
Delete...enjoying a fun day.
ReplyDeleteWell done as always.
ReplyDeleteThank you for joining the Happy Tuesday Blog Hop.
Have a fabulous Happy Tuesday. ☺
The group on the left of your photo is all about food. Everyone is having a good time.
ReplyDeleteThat brought up some strong memories of San Francisco in the second half of the 60s. There really was a Summer of Love.
ReplyDeleteBonito momento para compartir con amigos y familiares. Feliz Navidad.
ReplyDeleteBon relax!
ReplyDeleteSalutacions.