Sport 43: 2015
Marty Smith — The only lady photographer
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.