Hiawatha’s Photographing (Lewis Carroll)

Hiawatha’s Photographing (Lewis Carroll) lyrics by Lewis Carroll (PD) music by Suno AI image by Meta AI From his shoulder Hiawatha Took the camera of rosewood, Made of sliding, folding rosewood; Neatly put it all together. In its case it lay compactly, Folded into nearly nothing; But he opened out the hinges, Pushed and pulled the joints and hinges, Till it looked all squares and oblongs, Like a complicated figure In the Second Book of Euclid. Hiawatha’s Photographing Hiawatha’s Photographing This he perched upon a tripod – Crouched beneath its dusky cover – Stretched his hand, enforcing silence – Said “Be motionless, I beg you!” Mystic, awful was the process. First, a piece of glass he coated With collodion, and plunged it In a bath of lunar caustic Carefully dissolved in water – There he left it certain minutes. Hiawatha’s Photographing Hiawatha’s Photographing Secondly, my Hiawatha Made with cunning hand a mixture Of the acid pyrro-gallic, And of glacial-acetic, And of alcohol and water This developed all the picture. Finally, he fixed each picture With a saturate solution Which was made of hyposulphite Which, again, was made of soda. (Very difficult the name is For a metre like the present But periphrasis has done it.) Hiawatha’s Photographing Hiawatha’s Photographing All the family in order Sat before him for their pictures: Each in turn, as he was taken, Volunteered his own suggestions, His ingenious suggestions. Hiawatha’s Photographing Hiawatha’s Photographing