Oct 022013
I found this image in a folder full of old work. I remember it well… I was walking around Providence, Rhode Island, late at night with my camera and a notepad. I took this photograph and wrote this short poem while standing there:
I hear the rain in the gutter
and the sound of the shutter
of my camera blinking
and thinking of how to capture
the light of the night.
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