It is a perfectly focused, well-framed look at a life well lived, a life that has benefited and promises to continue to benefit us all. The poet has appropriately used this image here, as similar to a priest; he also gives sermons on how fragile we have become, and how short-lived our life has become.
It was while there that she was encouraged to go to Afghanistan to shoot the lives of women living under the Taliban. How often the ekphrastic poem announces the poet as a museum-goer who recognizes the importance of a masterwork.
After having determined upon these watch the passing figures and await the moment in which everything is in balance; that is, satisfies your eye. She found herself befuddled by the on-line offerings. Often the photos seem boring In the first stanza the photographer is in the 'darkroom' and the 'only light is red'.