Melbourne Candid Series #1342 Collins St

 

Two fathers marched through polished glass,
A toddler rode her wheeled first-class.
The city strutted, sharp and fast,
All chrome reflections built to last.

Beside the shopfront’s mirrored gleam,
A man slept underneath the dream.
One child reclined in cushioned shade,
One life lay folded, frayed and frayed.

Melbourne hurried, black and white
Progress pushing through the light.
And somewhere in that passing stream,
Humanity paused… then missed the scene.

Sony A7RV

FE 35mm f1.4 GM

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Melbourne Candid Series #1071 GPO Building (Elizabeth St)

 

A man lies still on marble cold,
Beneath the arches proud and old,
Where GPO in grandeur sleeps
And history its silence keeps.

Beside him, dumped without a name,
A cabinet, once prized, now shame—
Discarded wood, a hollow frame,
Much like the system, just the same.

The papers speak of growth and gain,
Of votes cast high for migrant trains,
To feed the beast, the market’s call,
That builds the towers, lets men fall.

For what is worth in gilded land,
When empty palms outstretch a hand?
And under stone, in shadow’s keep,
A nation buys, but will not weep.

Sony A7RV

FE 50mm f1.2 GM

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