she reminds him of another time...

I love the black and white stuff. This write is beautiful.   "at least the rain is the same" awesomeness...:)

is it nostalgia, or paranoia,
that makes him look back..:)

to this day I still love old black
and white films, British Ealing
Comedies or US film noir,
whatever...

probably, of course, old London
thrillers, all fog bound and polite
coppers and crooks, resonate most
with me, though..:)

me too, sir Paul

Xlent long-former there

thanks, Dan...
I wanted to work in a joke about it
being the reason I always write in
such a monotone...

but I shan't...

The Treasure of the Sierra Madre comes to mind.  It was the first movie that I had ever seen that held my attention as a child, and I love it still; few among many. I remember old Friday fright night movies and Elvis in black and white, and I like old Westerns.   I think its defiantly nostalgia.  But even in artwork – My taste has always been partial to the sketches in pencil shades. "fog bound and polite coppers and crooks" Id get in trouble for watching Benny Hill.. :)

I've always been drawn to the
sketch of the oil painting before
the actual painting itself, something
to do with the initial idea rather
than it's consummation...

As a photpgrapher I love it, too.
And as a ... well ... poet, I love your poems :-).

I love black and white
photographs, they capture
the small stark lines that
colour fills in and disguises,
I think...  

ah this is so poignant and beautiful and ofcourse the fact that it's about B/W photographs makes it even more special.  Absolutely gorgeous poem Dartford <3

thanks ever so much, Rina,
sometimes I like to wallow in
the shade of the past..:)