Brasil - O Outro Lado
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For the victims of Paris!
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Not photoshopped. A loaded coal train from West Elk Mine rolls uphill into Thompson Springs, Utah as late afternoon thunderstorms subside and the setting sun imposes a double rainbow and magnificent storm light over the landscape. By nightfall, the coal train will assault the grades of Soldier Summit and I will continue my eastward trek home.
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Florença - Firenze - Italia
"Querida pela família Medici, a marca não demorou a se tornar famosa em outros países. Um de seus produtos mais emblemáticos, o perfume L’Acqua della Regina, foi criado especialmente para Catarina di Medici usar no dia de seu casamento com Henrique II o então rei da França" ...
in:
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"The history of Officina Profumo-Farmaceutica, known throughout the world as Pharmacy of Santa Maria Novella, is closely linked to the convent of the Dominican Friars of Santa Maria Novella, and its origin is part of the religious ideal of charity and assistance and healing of sick."
in:
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Vós, pois, os que naceches na orela doutros mares,
que vos quentás á llama de vivos lumiares,
e só vivir vos compre baixo un ardente sol,
calá, se n'entendedes encantos destos lares,
cal, n'entendendo os vosos, tamén calamos nos.
Rosalia de Castro
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Summer afternoon—summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language. Henry James
~happy summer afternoon fence friday~
Sevilla, ES, 2023
[PT] Entre ruas, sombras e ficções
Contemplo ruas, pessoas e pedras, entre ficções e esquecimentos, inspirado no poeta, talvez, percebo as sombras dos gestos de outros, a poesia do crepúsculo, um desassossego.
“...todos somos igualmente derivados de não sei quê, sombras de gestos feitos por outrem, efeitos encarnados, consequências que sentem.” (Fernando Pessoa, Livro do Desassossego, v.164)
[ES] Entre calles, sombras y ficciones
Contemplo calles, personas y piedras, entre ficciones y olvidos, inspirado en el poeta, quizás, percibo las sombras de los gestos de otros, la poesía del crepúsculo, una inquietud.
“...todos somos igualmente derivados de no sé qué, sombras de gestos hechos por otra persona, efectos encarnados, consecuencias que sienten.” (Fernando Pessoa, Libro del desasosiego, v.164)
[ENG] Between streets, shadows and fictions
I contemplate streets, people and stones, between fictions and oblivion, inspired by the poet, perhaps, I perceive the shadows of the gestures of others, the poetry of twilight, a restlessness.
“...we are all equally derived from I don't know what, shadows of gestures made by someone else, embodied effects, consequences they feel.” (Fernando Pessoa, Book of Disquiet, v.164)
Casa da Música, Porto.
______________
THIS WAY OUT
Mas há uma saída? Imagina
na insónia as florestas que crescem
a essas horas noutras regiões, os comboios
que as atravessam para alcançar um destino
no futuro dos outros.
Há uma saída? Imagina
a noite cheia de cidades violentas,
o retumbar das máquinas nos subterrâneos
e a chuva a cair no plástico negro
dos morangais, todo o sofrimento
e incerteza do mundo.
E de manhã, repara, está bonito
o tempo. Os amigos acordam no quarto ao lado,
descem à cozinha para fazer o café.
Mas há uma saída?
© 2005, Rui Pires Cabral
From: Longe da Aldeia
Publisher: Averno, Lisboa, 2005
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THIS WAY OUT
But is there a way out? Imagine
in insomnia the forests that grow
at such hours in other regions, the trains
that cross them to reach a destination
in the future of others.
Is there a way out? Imagine
night filled with violent cities,
the rumbling of engines in the subways
and rain falling on the black plastic
of strawberry fields, all the suffering
and uncertainty of the world.
And in the morning, look, it’s a beautiful
day. Your friends are getting up in the other room,
they’re heading down to the kitchen to make coffee.
But is there a way out?
© Translation: 2007, Alexis Levitin
( Portugal - Poetry International Web )
Nature often surprises us with wonderful colors and shapes, like this tree I found in a garden in Toulouse.
Toulouse, France
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Sunrise over Pauoa Bay, Kohala Coast, Hawai'i Island
As I sit and sort through the photos, thoughts, and emotions I brought home from an epic trip to Hawai'i, it is hard to know where to begin with a post. So I have decided to start at the end, with sunrise on the day we flew home.
This was actually the only sunrise that I photographed on this trip. Something that is unusual for me in Hawai'i, as I usually catch at least a few, especially in the first days when I am still adjusting from my home time zone and tend to be awake very early in the morning. However, this time my daughter and I traveled with long-time friends of ours, and with 5 kids in our group, including 3 teenagers, and a swimming pool that was open 24 hours, there were no early bedtimes to offset an early morning. Thus I did more stargazing and less sunrising...a tradeoff for which I have few regrets.
On the morning of our departure however, I had to be up early anyway, so I set my alarm for 5:15am instead of 6am, and headed out with camera in hand as the first light of dawn began to awaken the sea and sky. That awakening was initially a disappointment as the mountains were shrouded in clouds and a rainstorm over the water drenched the horizon in shades of gloomy gray. But I decided to sit and wait, enjoying the quiet before a hectic day of travel, and just before official sunrise time, the first glimmers of light started to break through the clouds. And for the 40 minutes thereafter I was bestowed with a beautiful and enthralling show of light, color, and amazing clouds in every direction, where the main challenge was deciding where to point the camera. (Although I did have to make a hasty retreat from the spot where I was photographing the mountains, when the sprinklers at the edge of the golf course suddenly came on!)
By 6:30am the sun was cresting the 13,803 foot/4207 meter peak of Mauna Kea and as it emerged from her shadow it felt as though someone had flipped a switch from lamplight to floodlights, and another bright Hawaiian summer day was underway. And as I went to wake up grumpy teenagers and prepare for our departure, I offered a silent, and heartfelt, 'thank you' for this farewell gift from the islands.
