Commonplace Object Study #12

The step through the door frame, or, rather, the trip

Up the step meant I fell into the parallel just out of sync.

 

 

 

 

The plan, once more, was to photograph the common

And, therefore, the omnipresent. Today’s subject has been lights.

 

 

 

 

Naturally, subject in sight, my mis-step meant I’d missed

The transition and the results howled in an instant.

 

 

 

 

It turns out ghosts are shy, temperamental beings.

They hide their faces with determined anonymity,

 

 

 

 

Forgetting their translucence means each layer of desperate

Covering remains in sight like muslin on the face of Christ.

 

 

 

 

Their eyes sit in dissimilitude to the lights

I’d come to photograph:

 

 

 

 

Where they were tiny bulbs of near-phosphorescent sheen,

The other were darkened marbles hewn in time

 

 

 

 

Without blemish, hanging in the most distant layer

Behind double crossed arms and outstretched

 

 

 

 

Palms failing to block this examination.

I tripped back down the step, reset and tried again.

 

 

 

 

Night, and the necessity for electric light, acceded to day,

Closed this study and rendered it complete.

 

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Henry Bew, 2012.

 

This looks like it'll be a sequence! It'll be, of course, non-sequential, randomised, like these luck-driven shots.

Done