man who beheld men & I place myself
there as if praising by peering
around the camera that caught
this original with camera the
intention & sadness in sustaining
what is beautiful with the eyes stilling
what is not sustained except by peering
in I see perhaps what the man held &
saw as I hold out my hand balancing
camera & one moment of beauty
in my passing exposure to the history
frame steady & his forehead bound
in holding just with these momentary
eyes what is natural & disappearing
frame steady & his forehead bound
in holding just with these momentary
eyes what is natural & disappearing
Both the poem and the photo are lovely...
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