camera with no film—
taking photos of all the places
you are not
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Ohhhhh, Rosemerry! The layered meaning in this piece! I needed this today, especially! sending love ~ Laegan
thank you dear friend–receiving the love, swirling it back
Apropos, using a camera without film to take pictures of where they aren’t. (Alas, nowadays, our cameras are our phones, which don’t have film—so this may perplex the digital crowd.)
I feel an ache in this poem. An open wound. A darkness poem, to be sure.
But, ahh… Perhaps it doesn’t change the picture-taking, the not having film. Perchance, it’s because ‘you” are everywhere, so there is no place you are not.
it’s so all at once all the time …