A man of broad and burdened frame
Did walk where trams and voices came;
His gaze was cast toward the stone,
As though the world were not his own.
Each step he took was slow, profound,
A rhythm lost in city sound;
Yet in his path, a silent grace—
A soul adrift, yet not erased.
The passers moved in hurried flight,
While he remained—a grounded sight;
No glance he raised, no word he said,
But bore the weight of thought instead.
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FE 135mm f1.8 GM
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His face is split by the camera’s frame,
Caught side-on, unnamed, a flicker, a flame.
He walks too fast, a ghost in flight,
Slipping through the edge of sight.
Behind him, Hosier hums and calls,
Graffiti and murals crowd the walls—
A riot of colour, a frozen shout,
As he blurs past, fading out.
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FE 35mm f1.4 GM
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Off Little Flinders, where shadows lean,
A laneway hums, soft and serene.
A café breathes its easy charm,
Far from the city's roaring harm.
A worker rests, boots thick with dust,
Helmet down, tools left in trust.
At a tall table, phone in hand,
He drifts beyond the workday’s land.
Messages flicker, the world slows down,
Steel and concrete lose their crown.
In Melbourne’s heart, beneath the sky,
A simple moment idles by.
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FE 50mm f1.2 GM
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On Russell Street where broths arise,
Steam curls beneath the dusky skies.
Each door a portal, warm and wide,
To ramen dreams that boil inside.
A gentleman in sweater thread,
With thoughtful steps and quiet tread,
Descends the lane in twilight's art,
And bites into a humble tart.
Its filling sweet, its crust so fine,
A subtle dance of fruit and brine.
While savory scents around him float,
He savors both—what shops promote,
And sweetness crumbling at his throat.
So moves he through that evening fair,
With tart in hand and ramen air—
A fusion walk of taste and time,
On Russell’s road, half prose, half rhyme.
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FE 135mm f1.8 GM
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A young man walks with quiet grace,
Uphill he climbs, a steady pace.
Through Hosier Lane, where colors speak,
A canvas worn, where walls are sleek.
His sneakers tap on pavement old,
Among the spray of stories bold.
Each step he takes, a thought untold,
As graffiti whispers secrets cold.
Eyes lost in dreams, not bound by time,
In this wild world, he seeks a rhyme.
The street is loud, yet calm his soul,
A part of art, yet still whole.
His journey’s steep, but in his mind,
The answers wait, the peace he’ll find.
And through the walls, with hues so bright,
He walks, untangling day from night.
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FE 50mm f1.2 GM
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A tall, slender man in a suit so neat,
Glides down Swanston with echoing feet.
His coat catches wind like a fleeting thought,
A figure of grace the morning forgot.
Phone in his hand, face lit by the screen,
Eyes on the glow, lost in the sheen.
Among the crowd, yet utterly lone,
Each soul adrift in a world of their own.
Trams hum past with a city’s refrain,
Umbrellas bloom in a whisper of rain.
The old stones watch with quiet delight,
At men made of flesh but minds made of light.
So he walks, like the rest—plugged and apart—
A shadow of steel with a fast-beating heart.
In the dance of the modern, the digital stream,
Reality bends like a half-faded dream.
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FE 135mm f1.8 GM
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Upon Lonsdale Street, in twilight's shade,
A weary man, mid-years and grey,
With bottle dark in hand he strayed,
Its label long since peeled away.
A heavy sack upon his arm,
With secrets cloaked in cloth and thread,
He moved with neither haste nor charm,
Where quiet city footsteps led.
His beard was worn by time’s slow tide,
Now streaked with ash, with silver lined,
And through a strolling pair he tried
To weave his path, as if inclined—
By purpose strange, or whims unknown,
He wandered on, yet not alone.
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FE 35mm f1.4 GM
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A youthful lad in garments sleek,
Through corridors he strolls unique.
With hands tucked deep in pockets tight,
He walks with ease, his soul alight.
A careless breeze, a spirit free,
Unbound by chains of gravity.
The world may rush, yet he remains,
A drifting note in time’s refrain.
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FE 50mm f1.2 GM
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I was always advised that one should own several suits before embarking on a professional career. However, for the past twenty years, I have worn the same suit, now so worn that even the sleeves bear holes.
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FE 135mm f1.8 GM
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FE 135mm f1.8 GM
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Oh, joyous is the soul who stands mid-tier,
Yet roams the streets when noon draws near.
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FE 135mm f1.8 GM
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The tram rolls forth through evening’s haze,
Its weary load in tight embrace.
With sighs and shuffles, hands hold tight,
As city hums in fading light.
Through clinking rails and crowded air,
The rush of feet is everywhere.
A daily tide, both fast and slow,
Through Melbourne’s heart, they come and go.
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FE 135mm f1.8 GM
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Upon his brow, the shadows lay,
As if the night had stolen day.
His weary eyes, so dim, so worn,
Like stars that fade before the morn.
One glance might guess, with softened sight,
He’s wrestled long against the night.
Yet here he stands, though frail and deep,
A soul adrift on tides of sleep.
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FE 135mm f1.8 GM
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A resounding thump echoed through the air, drawing the gaze of all present.
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FE 50mm f1.2 GM
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A gentleman bearing his satchel after a visit to the market.
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FE 50mm f1.2 GM
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Not sure what era is waxing the hair fashionable for men
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FE 135mm f1.8 GM
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This gentleman possesses a prominent abdominal girth akin to mine. Consequently, he is susceptible to metabolic syndrome. Additionally, he is yet another Melbourne resident attired in black.
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FE 135mm f1.8 GM
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He was once a familiar figure, but since the onset of COVID, he has not been seen. Not homeless, he was renowned among Melbourne's city photographers—a retired academic possessing several properties. Yet, he chose to live without a roof, embracing the outdoors as his dwelling.
His absence now evokes contemplation about the profound impacts of the pandemic on individual lives. Electing to forgo traditional comforts despite ample means suggests a quest for freedom or a deeper connection with the world unconfined by walls.
Sony A7RV
FE 50mm f1.2 GM
Check out Candid 737
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FE 135mm f1.8 GM
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