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enter the Dun and I will tell You a story

enter the dun marco dadone sigma

this summer dawn

the air is so weightless

that I believe to feel

inis meain dawn marco dadone sigma

and You can believe to hear this voice. 

So go on the highest Dun

sit on the top of the walls

wait for the distant waves to cease. 

Listen...

To be the one in the middle has never been easy

with these corridors of lives

that are my veins,

blue in the evening

pink in the cradle of daylight.

corridors, inis meainmarco dadone sigma

A few

I have known

and did not touch me.

They build strange nests on my slowly curved slopes

nest, inisheermarco dadone sigma

Colours

to keep away this greyness

colours, inis meainmarco dadone sigma

fences

to make a slice of immensity

of their own.

fence, inis meainmarco dadone sigma

Watch me little sister 

after sunset

before I get asleep

You always close

and never together.

sunset from inisheer to inis meainmarco dadone sigma

Once we were one

somehow.

Three sisters spending time

in search of wild berries

hiding ourselves, 

laughing

with little blackbird voices 

blackberry flower, inisheermarco dadone sigma

wild blackberries of inisheermarco dadone sigma

and walking through these carpets of stones

carpet of stonesmarco dadone sigma

in days

that still have no end

Even to spot the shy selkies

in windless evenings

was no surprise.

selkie sunset, inisheer marco dadone sigma

To be made of stone,

since those moments lost in time

was more than a destiny.

Yet shadows of memories approach me

when the sun disappears behind my shy sisters leaving for the fresh air of the night 

or in the sea whispers of some winter mornings

and in the splendour of a spring dawn

weightless dawn marco dadone sigma

I feel the connection

that brings us together.

Three sisters, three maids, three islands of stone

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And You

dont even think to know us 

by walking on this pale cold skin on summer days.

You have to catch our glimp

within the changing of the seasons, it takes time. 

It takes lives.

So stay

wait for that dawn

to hear my voice

come to my perfect circle

dun, inis meainmarco dadone sigma

then 

enter the Dun and I will tell You a story...

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marco dadone 

shot on the Aran islands, the three maids Inis Mor, Inis Meain, Inis Oirr, 

with SIGMA cameras and lenses

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SIGMA SDQH - SIGMA DP0 Quattro -

SIGMA 24 mm f1.4 Art - SIGMA 10-20 mm f4.5-5.6 

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