Poem: F2.8@500

Writing is not photography, but there are similarities.


F2.8@500

Photographs,
worth a thousand words
You’ve outrun me,
my friend
with the camera

My words come slowly
Undeveloped
The wash of chemical
revealing
only snapshots
Poetry Collection: The Smell of Tweed and Tobacco
This poem is included in
Jim Freeman's
poetry collection

THE SMELL OF TWEED
AND TOBACCO

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