Monday, November 26, 2007

Acland Street

From St Kilda Today


Anonymous said...

Your blog is quite boring.
Okay photos but no commentary, unless you count a load of links as commentary.

Come on mate, you live in one of the most exciting and eclectic suburbs of Melbourne - lift your game!

Blamey said...

What can you say about this street scene that the image doesn't already provide? For those who need words, maybe this piece by poet Julie Beveridge from "Cold Hands" will help get the feeling across "

I consider leaving this place, pushing my thumb into the oncoming traffic and rolling through. There is always less to leave behind than waits ahead, you just have to know what cars to get into and which to wave on. I walk backwards down the motorway the wind egging me on. The first thing I see is an indicator … a family sedan, dusty mud flaps, empty baby seat slows and pulls over. His gentle bearded face smiles me into the passenger seat and I tell him that I’m going to the city, my car broke down and I have contacts there. He is safe, he fiddles with the radio whistling along to every new tune. The heat of the day lets me drift into sleep. I feel him driving next to me. I will wake up fresh, a whole new road ahead.

cold hands
touch my face
they are not mine"