The Magi


“Now as at all times I can see in the mind’s eye,
In their stiff, painted clothes, the pale unsatisfied ones
Appear and disappear in the blue depth of the sky
With all their ancient faces like rain-beaten stones,
And all their helms of silver hovering side by side,
And all their eyes still fixed, hoping to find once more,
Being by Calvary’s turbulence unsatisfied,
The uncontrollable mystery on the bestial floor.”
(“THE MAGI”from “Responsibilities (1916)” by W. B. Yeats, 1865-1939)

I often meet this man between Scindia ghat and Manikarnika ghat when I walk along the Ganges in Varanasi (Benaras).
That day I stopped him and took several portraits.
It was as if he was a professional model, he knew how to catch the light.
I selected two pictures from the series, in this one he looks like a Magi carrying all the mysteries from Orient…

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One Response to “The Magi”

  1. Indian men are so gorgeous.
    I love this picture. Well I love all of your photographs.
    Again, thanks for sharing.

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