Camera Obscura

Fogs descended from a higher realm,
Aspen’s tinsel wavering on the tide,
Our eyes clouded by its film
Where better endings are implied;

Blizzards sleeting in our mirrored cage,
Breezes stippled on our airy wrap
Of oceans painted by the waves
And copied on my fleshy map;

Sky projected on our soapsud skin,
And the earth around our globe,
The star chart that we shower in
Xeroxed on my body’s rippled robe:

Photos incubated in a box,
A world that your eye unlocks.

April 16th, 2016

October 1st, 2019
London

(cf. “Film” September 2nd–3rd, 2008, Lanikai)

September 11th, 2021
Kailua