Tuesday, July 25, 2006
One More 4th Of July Photo
I looked and looked and looked, then on the last roll found what I was looking for: the caption to the weekend, the title page of the trip.
And this is it, that explanation I looked for in words, that expression of the silhouette that told everything in black, that color that lied through its teeth, that tilt of the camera pushing them right off the dock, this is it, this is it, this is it.
Can you hear the lap and clack of the dock?
Can you taste the cold beer?
Can you feel the tight shoulder sunburnt leather skin?
Can you see it?