Exposure

I remember taking the photograph,

now rather grandly mounted in your

favourite Rennie Mackintosh frame,

it was a very lucky opportunity, your

reluctance being legendary, resulting

in so few appearances in the family album,

I find myself staring at you whilst

thinking and trying to write something

half-worth reading and each time

I am consumed with how, in the picture,

time is held in abeyance, with no hint

of what happened next or what occurred

immediately before the shutter fell,

whilst I am pleased to have captured

your timeless beauty, I feel guilty that

you are trapped, a butterfly in aspic

(the timeless snapshot of a snapshot)

Published by grahamrsherwood