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I've taken this photo in a very narrow street in Fira, Santorini island, Greece. I also made the rough sketch. I really had the feeling to enter in someone's mouth... :) View a detail/close-up at this link. The above photo has been shot with the Samsung NX10

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Days Are Going Nowhere

 

A poem by Peter S. Quinn

 

Days are going nowhere,

Immortal at last;

Stillness is here and there,

Memories of past.

Years like unknown streets,

All going to by and by;

Remembered bittersweets,

Only a faraway cry.

 

The simmering fragile wind,

Crumpling nothingness;

Blandly from future rescind,

The fruits and flowerless.

Receptive to breath and sleep,

All is in steep descend;

The shining things into the deep,

Till its very own end.

 

Days that mask in dark faces,

Flowers with mouth of new;

Shadows passing moods abases,

And hiding realities construe.

Days are going nowhere,

Immortal at last;

Is there anybody aware,

The hour has glassed.

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Taken on August 26, 2010