To focus.

And then there’s this...

now that you’re a grown-up you know about all the things that get in the way - the things that take you away

away from the home and the faces

but when you were a pup, you knew nothing of that

your Dad was there or he wasn’t - and when he was there

he was smiling or he wasn’t - you were a pup; you didn’t know

but when he smiled and tickled you and called you by the nickname he had for you

that was all you needed

Steady, my hand - hold the lens still.

All this way to come - to be here and focus.

Hold the lens still.

There’s this pile of wood, there’s all these parts

these things you’ve picked up along the way

all of it here with you now

yours to make something out of

to show that you’ve paid attention

(to show?) that you know if an edge should be soft or sharp

if a word should be warm or cold