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Old Snaps And Poetry

Last week I shared a Gogyohka Poem titled 'Old Snaps.' It sparked reader interest and prompted me to further explore the notion of old photographs and the poetry connection they often evoke.

I  recalled a poem from one of my poetry heroes, Michael Rosen. The poem is titled, 'Going Through The Old Photos' and is contained in Michael's famous anthology of narrative verse, 'Quick Let's Get Out of Here.' I actually own two copies of this book, just in case I misplace one. 

Here is Michael Rosen reading his poem. 



U.K songwriter, activist and poet, Billy Bragg recently published a song- 'Ten Mysterious Photos That Can't Be Explained.' The song prompted me to look through my photo collection and dig out some of my mysterious photos. It wasn't too hard. 

Here are a few of my mysterious photos that can't be explained. They most certainly provoke speculation and lend themselves to the assignment of suitable words...
 







This photograph of a group of unknown beach goers prompted some speculation in my notebook.

Finally, this poem from my anthology, 'What The Poemster Found' which was prompted by an afternoon spent rummaging through a large box of old family photographs. It had me swirling in memories. 


Never the Whole Family

Rummaging through a box of old photographs

Images from the growing years

My days of greyscale memories

Snapped with stories attached

 

Images from the growing years

My sister, me and a kangaroo

Mum and Dad at Blackburn Lake

 

My days of greyscale memories

Seated on my father’s lap

Mum holding my sister, the baby

 

Snapped with stories attached

Sub groups of a larger family

Never the complete set.


Alan j Wright

From: 'What The Poemster Found.'




It is Poetry Friday and this week our host is Buffy Silverman.
Be sure to check out Buffy's special post. 


'My favourite picture of you
Is the one where you're staring
Straight into the lens
It's just a Polaroid shot
Someone took on the spot
No beginning, no end.'

Guy Clark
My Favourite Piture of You



Comments

  1. Thanks for this post, Allan. Like you I love old photos and the mysteries they contain, so you have inspired me to go looking. Rosen's poem is one of my favourites of hid - he is so amazingly versatile - able to make us laugh in some poems and weep in others.

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    1. Thanks Sally. Glad you feel inspired to do some exploring of your own. Those old snaps so often provides a little buried treasure. I agree with you regarding Michael Rosen. His poetry possesses a wide range of emotions. That is part of the appeal. Happy rummaging.

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  2. You inspired me with tricubes, now I'm going to go digging in my boxes of old family photos!

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    1. Have fun rummaging, Mary Lee. I have no doubt you will excavate a little treasure.

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  3. This post makes me wish I had old photos to look through...I love "My days of greyscale memories..."

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    1. Laura, another source of old photographs are antique, bric-a-brac shops. It would not take long to acquire ten mysterious photos in a place like that...

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  4. "Sparks of curiosity" is such a wonderful way to describe old photos. Thanks for the inspiration. I have an old photo of me standing in the kitchen of our house. I remember we were having a party with some friends and I was newly pregnant. I'm staring right at the camera, and my life was about to change. I love that photo.

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    1. Thanks Rose. That photograph you refer to sounds like it is packed with much potential. You have such a significant connection to it. I can't wait to see what emerges...

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