Hiawatha's Photographing

[osprey_archer]

Has it been a while since I've posted a poem? Yes? Well then - listen, my children, and you shall hear...

Hiawatha's Photographing
by Lewis Carroll

From his shoulder Hiawatha
Took the camera of rosewood,
Made of sliding, folding rosewood;
Neatly put it all together.
In its case it lay compactly,
Folded into nearly nothing;

But he opened out the hinges,
Pushed and pulled the joints and hinges,
Till it looked all squares and oblongs,
Like a complicated figure
In the Second Book of Euclid.

This he perched upon a tripod—
Crouched beneath its dusky cover—
Stretched his hand, enforcing silence—
Said, “Be motionless, I beg you!”
Mystic, awful was the process.

And a link to the rest, because it is quite long."

Oh, Lewis Carroll. There's really nothing like him.

Comments

[asakiyume.livejournal.com]

Glad you're sharing this more broadly--it's excellent :-)