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Apr 20, 2013

Acetate

ACETATE

squinting through lens
upon an epoch in time
the light appears darkest
the darkest appears light
I inhale oxides
reversing the negative
yellowed curled edges
refocus distortions
your frame clears

About This Poem

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Country/Region: north ontario

Favorite Poets: esker

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Comments

F

And I loved real acetate too and black and white photographs and dark rooms. Thank you for sharing.

themoonman

Hello and thank you for posting this lovely piece. I must
admit I wanted to blast the title but did some research and
found that "acetate" is indeed another name or a derivative
of "acetic acid". I worked for a while mixing chemicals for
a large photography outfit and remember it well. I also worked
most of my life with solvents via the printing industry and
"acetate" is one of the components, although it is a different
chemical solution, normal propyl acetate, so I came to thank
you for your poem and the chance to learn something about
chemistry that I should have already known.

thanks again and do keep writing (you're good at it)

Richard

Ian.T

I think this developed into a great picture, and well written up.
Look forward to more from your quill,
Yours Ian.T

Esker

your refreshing creative writes
the spurious landing on Neo

I am but a curio here
so I admire the intellect
and working
of this poem

I remember the old Zenits
we used..the handling of
negatives in the dark bag
the magic of their unspooling
and work in the room

my belongs picked up
by friends
my life
the curled images
of sunny years
and steady eyes

a branch lingering
stroking sunlight
with its shadows
in the backdrop

amazing poet!

Thank You!