I Can't See The Roses
How kind of you to offer me these roses
Can you bring them closer
I cannot see them
They hang from the ceiling you say?
What nonsensical statement is this?
Oh, I'm in wonderland
and you would be the Cheshire puss?
How nice of you to offer me the roses
In your time of despair
But I cannot see them.
(Shot with an Olympus E-510 at ISO 800 while holding a Cano FD 50mm lens in front of the sensor. The poem is part of a new project I'm working on to fuse my photography with my poetry.)