Once it was a natural channel,
designed by the ingenuity of time,
now reclaimed on both sides,
by man’s insatiable greed to interfere
Once it was a park and a green square,
now a desert of grey concrete,
decorated with tulips in wooden crates,
to fool the eye.
Once it was a green forest
that stretched all the way to the Black Sea,
now a jungle of skyscrapers,
motorways and access roads to bridges
that suffocate the lungs of the ancient town.
Eternal city, I weep for you
I have photographed my memories
and hid them for future generations
to show how mankind can destroy
his habitat and the soul of a city.