Dawn Reflections in the Merced, photo by Harold Davis. View this image larger.

Photography is poetry. A movie is a story, but a photograph is a poem.

Robert Frost is not ee cumming is not Andrew Marvell. Just so: Henri Cartier-Bresson isn’t Ansel Adams or Galen Rowell.

What kind of poem is my photograph of dawn reflected in the Merced River in Yosemite Valley’s winter?