This entry is part 57 of 91 in the series Toward Noon: 3verses


First phoebe of spring.
He flutters in front of me,
drawn by a slow fly.

In my email, a copy
of a tintype portrait
I sat for last August—

that still moment
five seconds long,
that black box.

Here’s a scan of the portrait, and here’s Rachel’s portrait. Alastair Cook was the photographer — here’s his website. I blogged about the experience: “Ancestral photography.”

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    1. Yes, but we haven’t seen or heard any more of him. Maybe he fled back south with the return of frigid temperatures.


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