Melbourne Candid Series #1219 Little Flinders Lane

 

Off Little Flinders Lane,
they walk three abreast 
mother, son, and older brother 
wrapped in the black and white breath
of Collingwood.

The scarves sway like banners
in the thin October wind,
threads whispering
of victories, losses,
and Saturday roars from the ‘G’.

The boy’s grin gleams under his cap,
his brother taller, already
half a man,
and their mum keeps pace,
steady and proud,
her laughter folding
into the hum of the city.

Around them, trams sigh,
coffee steams,
laneway murals flare and fade 
but their colours stay true,
black and white,
heart and tribe,
Collingwood forever.

Sony A7RV

FE 35mm f1.4 GM

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Melbourne Candid Series #1217 De Graves St

 

In Degraves Street’s narrow hum,
where coffee steam and footsteps drum,
a couple waits before the door
of Jungle Juice — their quiet shore.

They sit, the morning half-awake,
as trams above the city shake;
two figures queue in dappled light,
their laughter blending with the bright.

The scent of citrus, mango air,
the hiss of blenders everywhere;
time slows—an amber, sunlit pause,
between the rush and urban cause.

The couple leans, their hands entwined,
as summer drifts through Melbourne’s mind.

Sony A7RV

FE 35mm f1.4 GM

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Melbourne Candid Series #1216 Swanston St

The couple sat on stools that day,
by a café on Little Lonsdale’s way
no hurry in their gentle gaze,
just sunlight caught in Melbourne haze.

Both wore straw hats, soft and wide,
their brims like halos side by side;
steam rose lazy from their cups,
while city life kept filling up.

People passed in hurried streams,
heels clicking through their weekday dreams;
but in that lane, time bent and stayed
a still life softly overlaid.

Two straw hats, a quiet grace,
the world went on—they kept their place.

Sony A7RV

FE 35mm f1.4 GM

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Melbourne Candid Series #1215 Swanston St

 

Bare-chested beneath the awning’s shade,
he sits with his guitar, half in dream—
the strings sigh softly, a golden seam
stitched through the city’s passing parade.

Rain-slick pavement mirrors light,
trams glide by in a silver blur;
his voice, low ember, seems to stir
the air between the day and night.

People pass—umbrellas bloom,
phones glow pale in drifting hands;
yet still he plays, as though he stands
in some cathedral made of gloom.

Unnoticed saint of Swanston Street,
his song spills warm where cold winds meet.

Sony A7RV

FE 35mm f1.4 GM

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Melbourne Candid Series #1210 Collins St

 

A young chap lingers, eyes aglow,
the city hums, its currents slow.
A chalkboard leans by the narrow door,
its promise written, nothing more:

Today’s special — pure Wagyu flame,
a milk bar’s charm, a bygone name.
Off Collins Street where footsteps blend,
the scent of grills on breezes bend.

He watches still, unsure to choose,
a fleeting world he cannot lose.
In neon haze, the sign shines true 
a simple feast, yet wholly new.

Sony A7RV

FE 35mm f1.4 GM

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Melbourne Candid Series #1209 De Graves St

 

A tall young man lifts bottle high,
Its glass caught glimmers of the sky.
A lady dressed in tennis white,
Stands near, her smile both coy and bright.

He courts her gently, word by word,
While city’s murmurs hum unheard.
Within Degraves’ close alleyway,
Their fleeting moment holds its sway.

Sony A7RV

FE 35mm f1.4 GM

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Melbourne Candid Series #1208 Centre Place

 

One man with two fair ladies near,
They linger where the scents appear.
At Centre Place the shadows fall,
Yet coffee’s warmth unites them all.

The narrow lane with echoes sings,
Of whispered talk and clinking rings.
Three souls await the barista’s art,
A brew to stir both tongue and heart.

Sony A7RV

FE 35mm f1.4 GM

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Melbourne Candid Series #1207 De Graves St

 

One elder sat with shaded eyes,
His gaze bent low where the bright screen lies.
A message flickered, silent, small,
Yet seemed to hold his world in thrall.

An Asian man with a brim so wide,
Peered through the café’s glowing side.
From Degraves Street, the moments blend,
Where strangers meet and pathways bend.

Sony A7RV

FE 35mm f1.4 GM

Candid 961

Melbourne Candid Series 1206 De Graves St

 

All tables filled, no seat to spare,
Patrons crowd with laughter there.
From Degraves Street the voices rise,
A bustling hum beneath the skies.

Steam of coffee, clatter of plates,
Time suspended as the city waits.
Each corner brims with talk and cheer,
A fleeting world that gathers here.

Sony A7RV

FE 35mm f1.4 GM

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Melbourne Candid Series #1205 Little Flinders Lane

 

Two children tumbled, lost in play,
While father’s gaze drifted far away.
An old hack horse with weary eye,
Fixed on the lens as folk passed by.

Beyond, a queue in patient line,
Waited outside the café’s sign.
On Little Flinders, life flowed slow,
A street of stories, soft and low.

Sony A7RV

FE 35mm f1.4 GM

Candid 960

Melbourne Candid Series #1203 Flinders St

 

Before Flinders’ grand and storied face,
The crowd assembles, throngs in place.
A tide of footsteps, swift and slow,
Through city’s heart they ebb and flow.

Beneath the clock, where meetings start,
The station hums, the city’s heart.
In Melbourne’s pulse, both near and far,
The people gather, as they are.

Sony A7RV

FE 35mm f1.4 GM

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Melbourne Candid Series 1202 Flinders St

 

Upon Flinders Street they tread with cheer,
Two youthful souls in garb austere.
In shirts and shorts, with steps so fleet,
They journey forth through bustling street.

The city hums, the trams roll by,
The footie’s call is drawing nigh.
With laughter light and spirits flame,
They march together toward the game.

Sony A7RV

FE 35mm f1.4 GM

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Melbourne Candid Series #1198 De Graves St

 

A mural leans upon the wall,
its colours muted into grey.
The street is full
pedestrians flow like sardines,
pressed in rhythm,
their footsteps stitching the lane.

Beneath wide umbrellas,
waiter and patrons linger,
the clatter of plates
mingling with laughter and pause.
Degraves Street breathes—
a café theatre in monochrome,
every figure caught
between shadow and light.

Sony A7RV

FE 35mm f1.4 GM

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Melbourne Candid Series #1197 De Graves St

 

A city afternoon,
jerseys gather at the table,
voices half-spilled with cutlery.

She stands apart,
hands lit by a private glow,
while the street drifts untoward

all strangers,
stitched for a moment
into monochrome.

Sony A7RV

FE 35mm f1.8 GM

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Melbourne Candid Series 1196 De Graves St

 

Laneway breathes in hush,
chalkboard words like soft confessions,
steam drifts into sky.

Screens glow in their hands,
faces turned to private worlds,
the city looks on.

Graffiti prayers fade,
yet the shutter holds them still
strangers stitched by light.

Sony A7RV

FE 35mm f1.4 GM

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Candid 950

Melbourne Candid Series #1195 De Graves St

 

Couple on the left, eyes drifting wide,
A glance, a whisper, worlds collide.
Waitress balances a plate mid-air,
Movement caught in casual care.

Chap on the right, cap low, intent,
Savoring bites, every moment spent.
Life unfolds in shadows and light,
Degraves hums its quiet bite.

Sony A7RV

FE 35mm f1.4 GM

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Melbourne Candid Series #1194 De Graves St

 

Faceless man, footie scarf tight,
slides past tables, morning bright.
Crowds murmur, cups clink, plates scrape,
he threads the chatter, a quiet escape.

Sony A7RV

FE 35mm f1.4 GM

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Melbourne Candid Series #1193 De Graves St

 

Two figures blaze in the sun,
bare arms, swift steps,
their dresses cut sharp against the light.

On the left,
the shaded tables hold their hush—
diners folded into shadow,
whispers curling like steam from cups.

Between them
a line divides the world:
light that exposes,
dark that conceals.

And the lane,
forever narrow,
swallows both.

Sony A7RV

FE 35mm f1.4 GM

Melbourne Candid Series #1192 Little Collins St

 

A father bends,
hands fumbling in the bag,
searching for a small delight—
a toy, a sweet, a promise of care.

Beside him,
his daughter waits,
eyes wide as if the world
were stitched from his pockets.

Across the street,
a current of strangers flows—
heels striking, bicycles leaning,
faces turned toward their own errands.

Yet in the noise,
this quiet gesture blooms:
love measured not in grandeur,
but in the reach of a father’s hand.

Sony A7RV

FE 35mm f1.4 GM

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Melbourne Candid Series #1191 Little Collins St

 

A man and his giant shadow of fur,
stride steady through the narrow street.
The dog’s paws echo like soft drums,
marking time against the city’s hum.

Bicycles lean,
cars gleam,
but it is the quiet bond between walker and beast
that bends the lane into rhythm.

People pass,
signs blur,
yet in this moment—
the city belongs to two companions,
carving their way through Melbourne’s breath.

Sony A7RV

FE 35mm f1.4 GM

Check out Candid 946