📷Travel Photography

OBLIQUE RAIN
Intersectionist Poems

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Outside, a whirlwind of sun goes by, the carousel horses spin…
Trees, stones, hills, dance still within me…
Absolute night at the lit-up fair, moonlight on the sunny day outside, And all the fair's lights make noise like the walls of the yard…
Groups of girls with jugs on their heads Pass by outside, full of being under the sun, They cross paths with sticky crowds of people walking around the fair, People all mixed with the lights of the stalls, with the night and the moonlight, And the two groups meet and merge Until they form just one that is both…
The fair and the lights of the fair and the people wandering the fair, And the night that lifts the fair up into the air, They walk above the treetops full of sunlight, They walk visibly below the rocks that gleam in the sun, They appear on the other side of the jugs that the girls carry on their heads, And all this spring landscape is the moon over the fair, And all the fair with its sounds and lights is the ground of this sunny day…
Suddenly, someone shakes this double hour like in a sieve And, mixed, the dust of the two realities falls...
On my hands full of drawings of ports With great ships that leave and have no thought of returning…
White and black gold dust on my fingers…
My hands are the steps of that girl who leaves the fair, Alone and content like today…

"Fernando Pessoa"

I am sharing photos of landscapes, moments and experiences. Nature and sea are the most visited themes in my photo collection, but any attention-grabbing aspect can be photographed. Hope you enjoy it...

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