Poetry- Cathy Bryant
Unasked, He Teaches Me Photography
Keep your horizons level, he says.
And not in the middle. Upper third
But I don't want a postcard, nor art.
I just - that is - I mean - to catch
that moment when I looked up
from the sleeping sand, warm
on my back, and saw, and saw,
and saw, angles dancing in water
and sky, lines and corners made
of light and liquid sliding into
each other, and they shone
A seagull, he says, must either be
a focal point or a counterbalance.