Photography school

I learned to look in the foreground,

to look for shadows and light.

I learned to see instead of just walking by

blind to beauty.

the teacher talks to me through the movement

of electrons and radio waves, through fibers

and ether, 

he talks to me from the other side of the world

where he takes photos of silhouettes at

an unknown beach, of unknown people speaking

languages I do not understand.

he is teaching me the language of seeing,

of touching, of appreciation of the

tufts of grass in the foreground,

the shadows that they cast.