That Part’s The Same (Reflection On Tao Of Photography – Intro)
That part’s the same –
We walked that road
From Brownie
(Special)
To old
Hand-me-down
With fold-out
Frame –We cranked film
Through by
Miles and miles
Once cottoned to –Bulk film;
Home process;
Blowing up
Our pictures
By the box.Then shift
To slides
When darkrooms
Slipped away –Then back
Again,
Like walking
On our
Way –One step –
Then right –
Then left.We learned
Ourselves –
Read every book
They had for loan –
Three sections
In my
Case –Then girlfriend pix;
And pix for work;
And yearbooks’
Clammy days
Of others’
Now-stale
Chemicals,
Left stinking
In their
Trays.Spot courses here and there –
And camera clubs
With “model nights”;
And pictures in the
Night.And excellence –
Such excellence
Of craftsmanship
They had –Then video
On porta-packs,
And editing
Of sound.The shift to film –
Then shifts in labs;
Big projects
Moving
’Round.Then
“In or out” –
Frost’s summer woods
Behind –
Now place
In life.Take hold –
Let go –
Take hold –
Let go –
Fresh tools
To face each
Night –Then ministry
Of media –
Calamity,
And turbulence –
“Where now,
O Lord,
Where now?”“Eight hours a day” –
Assorted ways –
Take up –
Lay down –
Take up –Then done
And gone
The quest –
Freed up
“Do one of those” –
“Okay – you’re
On” –Then, there it was –
Augmented text –
A blend that’s
New yet
Old –That thrill
Returned
In newer ways;
More stable
Now –But yes –
Our journey
Is quite
Similar –For all of us –
Or most at least,
Who grew up
After
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