Happy Wednesdays
These blue skies are perfect for seeing
in Black & White.
Rick's old Minolta takes care of it for me.
It's quite like owning eyes,
Not knowing how to use them, but
Proceeding blindly.
He had this dream of making a book about bridges.
When I was twelve, I asked if he would include
the Golden Gate.
He said no, well, maybe I'll mention it or something, but
Magnificence is lost when we see it every day.
I had to ask what magnificence meant.
As I walked through Philadelphia today,
Thousands of miles from Green's Camera, Ft. Lauderdale,
I can only hope that Rick likes what I did
With South Street Bridge.
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