United Movement of Pixels
Fine Art Photography Gallery by Iacopo Iacopini
United Movement of Pixels
Fine Art Photography Gallery by Iacopo Iacopini
Photographer: Iacopo I.
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Dervish dancers
Written by :Orhan Veli Kanik
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed:
At first there is a gentle breeze
And the leaves on the trees
Softly sway;
Out there, far away,
The bells of water-carriers unceasingly ring;
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed.
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I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed;
Then suddenly birds fly by,
Flocks of birds, high up, with a hue and cry,
While the nets are drawn in the fishing grounds
And a woman’s feet begin to dabble in the water.
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed.
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed.
The Grand Bazaar’s serene and cool,
An uproar at the hub of the Market,
Mosque yards are full of pigeons.
While hammers bang and clang at the docks
Spirng winds bear the smell of sweat;
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed.
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed;
Still giddy from the revelries of the past,
A seaside mansion with dingy boathouses is fast asleep.
Amid the din and drone of southern winds, reposed,
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed.
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed.
A pretty girl walks by on the sidewalk:
Four-letter words, whistles and songs, rude remarks;
Something falls out of her hand –
It is a rose, I guess.
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed.
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed.
A bird flutters round your skirt;
On your brow, is there sweet? Or not ? I know.
Are your lips wet? Or not? I know.
A silver moon rises beyond the pine trees:
I can sense it all in your heart’s throbbing.
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed.
(Original title: “Istanbul’u Dinliyorum”)
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 Photographer: Iacopo I. The travel mates are like your footsteps’ shadows on the road across the world. They are with you everywhere, they must be, sometimes they are behind you, invisible. Sometimes they are in front of you more real than anything else. |
Photographer: Iacopo I. At a time when the Maritime Republic of Pisa had one of the most important and influential military and merchant fleet the seaport called Porto Pisano have been located just north of the city of Livorno. During the years a lot of military and exploration expeditions sailed from the port, unfortunately sometimes it received backBrowse the photo gallery… |
Photographer: Iacopo I. Macro Photography of Agrius convovuli larva (of Convolvulus Hawk-moth) found in the countryside of Pisa, Tuscany – Italy. The caterpillar has a small horn on its head. Nature and wildlife photography. |