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Fine Art Photography Gallery by Iacopo Iacopini

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Turkish portraits

Photographer: Iacopo I.
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Dervish dancers

Dervish dancers

I am listening to Istanbul

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.

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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Travel mates – Lights and shadows
Travel mates – Lights and shadows
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.

Ride the breaths
Ride the breaths
Photographer: Iacopo I.

High quality photos of an steeplechase horse racing competition day in the Horse race track (Ippodromo) of San Rossore (Pisa), with Thoroughbred horses

Larva of Agrius convolvuli – Macro Photography
Larva of Agrius convolvuli – Macro Photography
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.



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