Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Saturday, April 25, 2009

Another Anzac day

Anthem for Doomed Youth

What passing-bells for those who die as cattle‭?
Only the monstrous anger of the guns.
‭Only the stuttering rifles‭' ‬rapid rattle
‭‬Can patter out their hasty orisons.
‭‬No mockeries now for them‭; ‬no prayers nor bells‭;
Nor any voice of mourning save the choirs,
‭The shrill,‭ ‬demented choirs of wailing shells‭;
And bugles calling for them from sad shires.

‭What candles may be held to speed them all‭?
Not in the hands of boys,‭ ‬but in their eyes
‭Shall shine the holy glimmers of good-byes.
‭The pallor of girls‭' ‬brows shall be their pall‭;
Their flowers the tenderness of patient minds,
‭And each slow dusk a drawing-down of blinds.‭

Wilfred Owen

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Sunday, April 19, 2009

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Thursday, April 9, 2009

36 Views of Melbourne Central. No 19

From Spotswood, looking under the West Gate Bridge