Sunlight spilled across Swanston Street,
Where tattoos, tourists, and tramlines meet.
One man crossed with iced coffee care,
Like philosophy lived in humid air.
Behind him marched the midday crowd,
Silent, weary, sunburnt, proud.
The city kept humming its concrete tune
Half jazz concerto, half hot afternoon.
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ReplyDeleteAbrazo
You are kind
DeleteNice looking family. Good photo for sure.
ReplyDeleteLa familia que viene de frente da un poco de miedo, jeje.
ReplyDeletePeople come and go. The city keeps turning and life never stops.
ReplyDeleteContinuity of activities
DeleteInterrompuda la marxa per la cruïlla de l'espontaneïtat. ;-)
ReplyDeleteSalutacions.
I feel a sense of space using this style of framing
DeleteYou caught the action going in two directions on this street. I can feel the heat from the sun in your photo.
ReplyDeleteBefore winter kicked in here
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ReplyDeleteI wonder if the stout, glaring man is a brother or father... Mom isn't too pleased with things either. SO many stories in the city.
ReplyDeleteImages can invoke storylines for novels
DeleteSynchronized steps.
ReplyDeleteEl continuo ir y venir y cruzarse de personas
ReplyDeleteWell done as always. You join the two perfectly.
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They look like they are on a mission! :-D
ReplyDeleteStand clear!
ReplyDeleteThat family is marching forward in unison and with determination. I'd love to know their story!
ReplyDeleteLooks like a bit of an ethnic area
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