REAL-TIME

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Submitted Date 08/27/2019
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Real-Time
Age 54, Morehead City, North Carolina, 1998
Finally, I held my first digital camera in my hands. See my earlier poem about Rockets To Jupiter & Oatmeal Boxes.
It was a Casio QV-100 with a postage stamp 640X480 resolution and it ate batteries. But as a photographer for 20 years, it was the first camera that let me see what I had just shot within seconds. I was so inspired I wrote this poem at the time.

-- This is one poem, from my autobiographical series of poems, that I posted here at WriteSpike. Go to my Stories section for others. They are in chronological order. --

 

On my early digital camera, crude pixels changed back and forth
as the sky faded and as I framed the scene for my next shot on the LCD screen

I often think the night is more alive and more richly coloured than the day.
~ Vincent van Gogh ~

On the edge of darkness
I have seen the twilight sky
do its digital dance
in real time -
pixels pulsing from
cerulean blue to black
on my LCD screen -
van Gogh's deepest colors
outside his cafe in the evening
or his starry starry night

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