im in washington, dc for the inauguration. photojournalism and political poetry combine in this post, to give you a sense of what it feels and looks like to be here, now. feel free to use my shots, just give credit where its due. check the technique.
photojournalism essay & political poetry: dc is
dc is desi visibility.
dc is obama and progress and behind barbed wire.
dc is an almost beyonce sighting at ben’s chili bowl.
dc is dynamic eatery/bookstore/performance space, busboys and poets, far past capacity.
dc is taking in the incredible books at busboys and poets while waiting for a table.
dc is inauguration for sale.
dc is ikea unabashed all over the metro, cashing in on regime change.
dc is “giddy” according to the washington post. dc is so scripted, except for bono. dc is a perfect president, a nearly apolitical actor. dc is sirens and motorcaides. dc is a baptist church’s inaugural ball for children posing in miniature gowns and suits on a red carpet with a life sized obama cut-outs. dc is the peoples media center housing 20 with no hot water and tons of heart. dc is a bald eagle, tethered, a raptor, captured.
i ran into a writer friend named clarence lusane at busboys and poets, and he described this new obama regime as as “a real page turner, but to be truthful, we don’t know whats on the next page.”
stay tuned for more: photojournalism and political poet dispatches from dc.