Light makes photography. Embrace light. Admire it. Love it. But above all, know light. Know it for all you are worth, and you will know the key to photography.-George Eastman#27
George Eastman picked a strange place to embrace light.
Covered in clouds two thirds of the year, Rochester
Provides very little sun. I sought desperately for light.
I worshiped it for every second of those scattered 165 days
That it chose to emerge over the city. I tried to know the light.
I brought it flowers, paid for its dinner, begged it
To answer my questions. I wilted for lack of light.
George Eastman would have been more successful in the desert,
Where it’s sunny for most of the year. I followed the light.
I learned about its ancestors and met its mother.
We shared meals with the whole community. I swallowed the light.
I grew into a panoramic photograph, worthy of being framed.
My hometown is jealous. I know the light.