Published: 02 Feb 2019 › Updated: 02 Feb 2019
Poem 2.2.19
Here is a fond memory. Red light, dark room.
A strip of film, exposed on Ilford paper.
A minute in developer, and then, an image slowly starts to form. As if by magic, a photograph appears right before your eyes.
Haik Kocharian
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