Proof Sheets: 36 Prints
These photographs are the index of an hour,
memory clocked along negative margins:
one through twelve, one through twelve, one
Even in a sequence there is choice,
as when I chose not to photograph silences between words—
choice of the parted lips—
or choose now a sequence out of time.
Scissors: chopped time.
Rearrangement is good:
You are characters in a drama called then.
You are figures for mythology.
I shall make Phaedra blonde, Theseus dark, Hippolytus
blue eyes: blue eyes; that will do—
Antigone singing in the graveyard wind,
a twelve-year old who is Jocasta alternate weeks.
Neither imagination nor my willing flesh can move this
one fraction of an inch;
a shift of stance could have juxtaposed mouths.
The fixed frame
is the drama:
Hippolytus at banquet;
Phaedra in her chamber,
behind her that painting blurred
into an omen,
as if Theseus were Creon, Meleager, shepherd, faun;
Oedipus barefoot, hairskin beast;
Antigone maenad, Helen, Artemis.
Only out-of-focus figures move.