China 1994Poetry on the Photography of Mark Wyatt The Society March 3, 2017 Art, Beauty, Culture, Poetry All photos by Mark Wyatt / All poetry by Neal Dachstadter Chant of the Wooded Hall Chlorophyll concordant eaves Soaring ceiling, verdant leaves Torah spell my secret sees Worded oracle of trees Beneath a thing be found intent Unsheathing singing, sound and scent Growing shoots a task of me Sowing beauty, cast on Thee. Song Before a Glowing Sun Dillon Beach Buzzard Above the dune, below the sky Before a glowing sun I fly Forging contrast, blurring naught Gorgeous not deterred; uncaught. x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x San Francisco Strings San Francisco 2014 Recalling notes of olden writ Need I votes no not one whit On a sidewalk, music free Undistracted clarity x x x x x x x x xx x x x x Note of Authenticity Paris 1980 In the future, we shall toast To the stature, spirit, ghost Of authentic, as the youth Schizophrenic not, in truth x x x x x x xx x x x Mark Wyatt has been photographer to the unfamous since around 1980, diverting occasionally from the human to the natural. He posts his photographs to mwwyatt.wordpress.com, usually one or two a week. Each image is uncropped and processed only to the extent that most faithfully reproduces what the camera saw and how the camera saw it at the moment that the shutter was tripped. In the end, each hopes to be a simple but memorable snapshot of our world that the viewer will enjoy seeing again and doesn’t easily tire of.’ Neal Dachstadter is a poet living in Tennessee. His work has been printed in Decanto Poetry Magazine (UK), Western Viewpoints and Poetic Images: the Great American West (Woodinville, Washington), Society of Classical Poets Journal 2015 (Mt Hope, New York), Rocky Point Times (Puerto Peñasco, Mexico) and The Lyric (Jericho, Vermont). A member of the Demosthenian Literary Society at the University of Georgia, he deployed to Hawija, then wrote on Lookout Mountain, continuing with Delta Kappa Epsilon International. Berkeley, Ann Arbor, and Athens encouraged him as a writer. In 2015 he wrote in Arizona at Organ Pipe Cactus National Monument five miles north of Mexico. Related Post ‘I Journey On’ and Other Poetry by James A Tweed... a villanelle The sun descends into the silent sea. As shadows lengthen in the fading light I journey on to seek what yet may be. As death from l... Tell the world:FacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInEmail Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.