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Posts in Category: Street scenes – garages and parking places

We only take the bus

“And the last bus
Comes letting dark
Umbrella’s out –
Black flowers, black flowers.

And lives go on.”

(Donald Justice in his wall poem Bus Stop)
Seraing (B)

Straight on! Right into my garage.

Liège-Tilleur (B)

Fill your car with petrol and colors

"But with the passing years, the alien colours
Fall off like threadbare scales;
The creation of the genius emerges 
before us in its former beauty."

(A.S. Pushkin in Rebirth)
Dison (B)

Where have all these visitors gone?

Where have all these visitors gone?

“Shall I say, I have gone at dusk through narrow streets
And watched the smoke that rises from the pipes
Of lonely men in shirt-sleeves, leaning out of windows? …”

(T.S. Eliot in The love song of J. Alfred Prufrock)
Verviers (B)

Wo opens the blue door?

Wo opens the blue door?

"Der Himmel öffnet die blaue Tür,
Da kommt gar schön gezieret
Ein Jungfräulein herfür.

Ihr leuchtet warmes zärtliches Haar,
Davon werden die Wege klar,
Und Segen kommt in das Jahr.”

( M. Dauthendey from Die ewige Hochzeit)
Liège (B)