Woosh…woosh…the rotating door goes round.
We’d play with the door to the darkroom,
Around and around. I remember.
Feeding the film onto the reel,
Click, clack, click, in total darkness,
Fumbling for the canister and the lid
Sealing it tight to develop negatives.
You helped me learn. I remember.
Running the water bath, pulling out the trays,
Pouring the chemicals, developer and stop,
Working in the red light. I remember.
Focusing, exposing, developing.
Long talks, close friendship,
Sharing our troubles and dreams,
You taught me so much. I remember.
Sometimes I wonder, do you?