The Privilege of a Photograph

http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/2010/04/more_from_eyjafjallajokull.html




To live there
is like being
without home
because the black
hovers and thunder
says "run run."

What cold
normlessness sits
among those untimely
chunks of night.

I watch
without fear
the third-hand danger
is like awe.