A black cat
In a cellar at Midnight.
At first sight a failed photo
Swimming in a dish of hypo
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I had a darkroom for many years and was very good at it. Occasionally though, I would produce a photo that I would call polar bear eating marshmallows in a blizzard.
That is brilliant, Kelly! Loved going in the darkroom. That red light and all. And the slow appearance of an image. Maybe that's why I like Imagist verse. Useless as a photographer. A typical example was half my mother's head with a brick wall behind it. And that was one of the good ones! I remember the strips of film hung up on bulldog clips. Best room in the house for us kids. My brother actually learned something! He's a very good photographer. Mind you he's a professional Landscape painter, so maybe he had a head start there!
Tom I have started reaging your poem. I have already read afew. Your writing no doubr very much enjoyable.. A Black Cat In A Cellar At Midnight ... an interesting poem.. thanks for sharing....