I Am Still Not A #Camera

Back in 2012 I wrote a post about taking pictures (http://wp.me/p1RtxU-8U). Since then I’ve upgraded my camera – don’t ask for details I know nothing beyond point, press button for close-up lens, click. I really don’t take picture I take captions.

gloves puzzling evidence

The range of what I look for has expanded some what, though I’m still not taking pictures of flowers in bloom. I also find that when something catches my eye – discarded toilet for example, the next week or so I’ll see them everywhere – same with bathtubs, couches.

Shoes are everywhere – in a gutter, in a show back, in a tidy row along a park sidewalk. Same with socks, gloves, even house plants – nothing sadder than a still growing plant kicked to the curb.

toys the prison of misfit toys

I’ve added garage pics thanks to my walks through lane ways – I like the ones that are somewhat ‘distressed.’ Houses & front yards are often so camera ready while the garage is a shack.

I’m always on the look out for things that tell a story – miscellaneous objects in the wrong spot. Color helps to – I won’t be taking any more pics of lost black or white socks or gloves or scarves – lime green and I’m pulling my camera out.

pram not  pablum either

I always include three new ones with each WordPress post, plus one from the archives. These tend to be random & often unrelated to anything in the post. I’ve been posting sets of 5 to my tumblr account, that don’t get posted here. http://topoet.tumblr.com/


May 26 – attending – King John – 2 pm – Stratford

June 6-8 – attending – Bloody Words


June 23-27 – attending – Manuscript to Book – Loyalist Summer Arts – Belleville, Ont https://www.facebook.com/events/589522924455695/

loyalist getting the L out of oyalist

August 28-31 – attending – FanExpo Canada http://www.fanexpocanada.com


The Golden Triangle


as I watch

I wonder where they are

that background

why that wall paper

why those paintings

the men in the picture

naked sometimes hard

sometimes with fly open enough

to see pubic flourish

or pulled down

to let their business out

with that aching member arching

into the camera’s eye

my eye

wandering away from the pivotal point

the golden triangle not holding me

as I wonder

where did they get those curtains

where is the light coming from

how long have they squirmed on that couch


while someone focusses clicks

getting them to turn this way that

ooh that’s good

getting them to pout to smile

grimaces that only convey

how uneasy they are in front of a camera

faces that often reveal nothing

not even discomfort

sometimes a splash of stoned

the goofy far away look of someone

who has once again

retreated to some other moment

while someone with a camera

zeros in on the part of them

that tells viewers nothing

that may make mouths water

but it ends there

I wonder what next

did they go for drinks

was there money exchanged

paying their way through college


are they just hapless street boys

lost and being prayed upon

are they confident hustlers

aware of the power of their sweet grins

firm chins and eager eyes

is there pleasure there

more than a rote factory of okay


if you ran into one of them on the street

saw him sitting across from you on a bus

or serving you a coffee

what do you say

do you recognize that face

does it seem familiar

but you just can’t place it

without those curtains behind it

if you remember

then what can you say

‘I really dug you on the Internet’


do they know there are men

who know their photographic

pixilated flat screen bodies

better than they know their own flesh

viewer and viewed

strangers in a circle

a lens

that captures them both

one in a moment that never changes

each time it is viewed it is the same

no new light no new angle

can fall on the image


no matter how often

I count the petals on the rose curtains

study the business

that is never put back in its pants

I can never taste it

plantmy stem is cold

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