Posted by Lyd (Zagreb, Croatia) on 1 February 2008 in Cityscape & Urban and Portfolio.
I sink awake Into the fullness of asphalt Into the fullness of transience of speed. Underneath the roughness In raw, untreated corners Not initiated curves Crooked smoothness. . Loudest is the silence.
Scenery stretches In transitions of gray. In past, the beginning ends. There is not there where we hadn't been.
Mysteries, strong serie. Nice text and again a strong picture
1 Feb 2008 1:47am
@Paul van der Meer: thank you very much :) this series never ends.. i'll be posting more of it.. tomorrow & sometimes in the future.
Yes, its certainly a very strong photograph, is authentic the word? That is probably an issue for another time. Excellent.
jonathon
1 Feb 2008 3:08am
@jonathon: thanks :-) i wrote this poem in croatian language. this is an attempt of translation.. i hope it's okay.. it's very difficult to translate some words and not to loose the meaning.
beautiful silence in grey!
4 Feb 2008 4:13am
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