Taking/Pictures

 

Taking

Pictures

 

Maybe that’s why we want photos most

of all, the caught pause, the stationed

 

place where no matter

where we are or how we age beyond

 

it all we will have that moment & some-

how our brain will deliver us to

 

the terminal & we will look through panes

of glass at everything that is

 

passing & then at the one thing that is

held: from this perspective the sun

 

coming down like it does & framed

precisely in the window, the burst star

 

of it safe to see & see & see & see

& it can make no claim to pull us into

 

blindness – remember Galileo & all

his lenses & the gradual way his world

 

shut like a blind coming down in his

room at eventide?  Here we can walk

 

for decades & look back at that sunset

and say: I remember that.  I remember that,

 

don’t you?