Melbourne Street Photography 101: FE 20-70mm

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Sunday, April 20, 2025

Melbourne Candid Series #1041 Sydney Rd

Two ladies sit where stories flow,

At a small round table, soft and slow,

Outside a shop with faded grace,

Time etched deep on its weathered face.

Peeling paint and a doorway worn,

Whispers of decades gently torn.

In Collingwood, where styles collide—

The hip, the free, the cool reside.

They sip and laugh in morning’s hue,

Among the ghosts and something new.

Where hippie hearts and trendsetters meet,

Their voices mingle on the street.

A moment caught in urban bloom,

With rust and charm and café fume—

Two souls in talk, the world drifts by,

Beneath the patchwork of the sky.

Sony A7RV

FE 20-70mm f4 G

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Saturday, April 19, 2025

Melbourne Candid Series #1040 Swanston St

A man in full gear, steadfast and clean,
Guides his machine through the urban scene.
On Swanston Street, beneath morning’s gleam,
He rides the hum of a hissing stream.

The brushes whirl, the water sprays,
He sweeps the echoes of yesterday’s haze.
With every pass, the grit retreats,
Order returns to the bustling streets.

Helmet low, his eyes ahead,
In dawn’s soft gold and city red,
He makes the concrete gently shine—
A quiet craft, a task divine.

Sony A7RV

FE 20-70mm f4 G

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Friday, April 18, 2025

Melbourne Candid Series #1039 Swanston St

I can't believe she bought a book—

From Dymocks, of all places! Look—

I thought that shop had long since died,

Its lights gone out, its shelves denied.

Yet there she stood, with quiet pride,

A paperback tucked at her side.

While near her, on Swanston Street,

A gentleman, composed and neat,

Wore a hat—so bold, so fine—

Like jazz notes dancing on a line.

Two scenes at once, a city’s hum,

Where past and present softly drum.

Sony A7RV

FE 20-70mm f4 G

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Thursday, April 17, 2025

Melbourne Candid Series #1038 Higson Lane

Through Melbourne’s streets, the riders came,
Wheels at rest, yet hearts aflame.
They dismounted, side by side,
Let the city be their guide.

Through Higson Lane, their footsteps slowed,
Where painted walls in colors glowed.
Graffiti voices, bold and bright,
Stories swirling in the night.

Neon letters, faces wide,
A rebel’s art, a city’s pride.
Each stroke, a whisper, wild and free,
A dialogue with history.

Their helmets hung, their hands at ease,
Lost in walls that spoke with breeze.
For though their journey paused that day,
The art would ride—forever stay.

Sony A7RV

FE 20-70mm f4 G

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