Pictures — A Triptych

I.

Someone should take a picture of this,

my grandmother would say.

Here, stand just here, and look:

The square of sunlight from the window,

That bar of shadow from the doorframe

And the cat, alight with color

from the warmth of afternoon,

sheen on fur, luxuriating

II.

My mom takes her iphone, Wink,

and trains it almost daily

on the same scene,

aiming to capture

the light that fills her

and all the subtle energizing changes

in the seasons’ life

III.

I, who for so long have said

that photographing stints my other senses

and even cramps my vision,

have this small camera

(the one we got in Costa Rica so it speaks Spanish,

the one wherein I scarcely see what fills the frame)

Because I want for you to see

the poem I’ve written,

I take my camera,

I point and click.

©Wendy Mulhern

May 27, 2014