Monday, March 24, 2008

dclxiii

Polish your poems

Martin Munkacsi had tea
with his camera, shot Fred Astaire mid-air.   Bang.
Shot Lucile Brokaw running on the beach,
so fashionable, daughter of Irving Brokaw,
“Manhattan socialite and ice-skater,”
married to James Duane Pell Bishop,
“socialite rug company” employer.
Shot a bunch of kids in Germany at summer-camp, 1929—
they do look dead.   Fled Hitler’s Germany
for Harper’s Bazaar, etc.

Ninety degrees in October,
cool August breeze,
slip camera through hole in fence under Golden Gate Bridge
to snap its underbelly.