On seeing swans in springtime


telephoto swan

April 22, 2016 near Howard Lake

Focusing the telephoto lens
requires concentration,
stillness, steadiness,
something unmoving to
ground elbows or tripod.

The world blurs, swings, races past.
Look for a single point — a
telephone pole, tree branch, shoreline —
and try to move slowly toward the swan:
and gone
and focus …

The photo shows a swan,
a little out of focus.
Apply the tools of revision:
color balance, sharpening,
cropping, resizing.

When I was young,
swans lived in fairy tales
or zoos
somewhere not-here, not-now.
Today they float,
all graceful curves,
or dive
ungracefully upended,
next to the highway in
any prairie pot hole.

I try to clearly see,
clearly say,
rework, reword, revise, and sharply focus
photos, poems,
life and swans.








Leave a comment

Filed under Uncategorized

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s