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Sport 43: 2015

Marty Smith — The only lady photographer

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Marty Smith

The only lady photographer

In the light of silver nitrate
we can approach from the side
and see Aunty Dolly

stooped inside the hood
of her wooden camera.
How clean this light is

in 1904, this is her house
and her ten cats, sat and staged
up the steps of the ladder.

We can go through the lens
and see her, a strand of hair straying
in the wind

under a dark and marrying sky
her mother calling her
to scrub the table with sugar-soap.

Here she is in her old-maid glasses
with an axe, a hanging hook
and a split grinning sheep.