Two poems #1

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Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Dylan Thomas (1947)

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Jimi

 

Cherry Blossoms

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Jimi

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At the bar

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Yesterday evening. I’ll be out of town for some days, so don’t expect new photos until next week.

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Jimi

Elbe

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Jimi

Gold

I don’t even know why, but I really like this photo.

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Jimi

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I nearly forgot about how much I like street photography. It feels good, to walk around with my camera again.

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Jimi

Loss

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Loss makes us reevaluate what we hold dear. It makes us reconsider old habits, fears and convictions.  It changes us, revealing what is worth fighting for and which way to take in life.

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