Sunday, 5 December 2010


Kremlin Wall
GUM Christmas
Kremlin Tower
Playing in the Snow

I've realised one thing. Unlike Paris, you do not go to Moscow for the food. No matter what you believe when you step onboard the plane. You go there for the Christmas lights, which call for your attention in every direction, and for the ruby stars shining in the December evening.

For the poetry of snowy silence amidst it all.

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