THOUGHTOGRAPHY

When I was a child I read a magazine article about a man who could hold photographic plates to his head and think images on to the paper. The resulting  fuzzy dream like black and white images fascinated me. Years later I wrote a poem about it. You can read it here. Recently I discovered that his name was Ted Serios. I was surprised to see the images again and wrote this about it.

THOUGHTOGRAPHY

See him hold the plate to his forehead

drunk as a skunk with

eyes screwed shut

and he must sit down when the task is done

He will produce images time and time again

and be called charlatan for his trouble

I’ve walked down such captured streets

tottering along with migraine head

searched through the blurred black and white

but can never stay long enough to find you

I think that a common theme of my work is the act of searching for another who is not there. The poem is too fresh for me to assess. Watch this space, it might well return.

I've been avidly listening to The Decemberists lately. They are one of my favourite bands. 

Until next time.