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| John Hinde Circus Clown kissing Chimpanzee ca. 1943 Kodachrome color transparency Victoria & Albert Museum, London |
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| John Hinde British Circus Wagons and Trailers ca. 1943 Kodachrome color transparency Victoria & Albert Museum, London |
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| John Hinde Circus Sign Painter ca. 1943 Kodachrome color transparency Victoria & Albert Museum, London |
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| John Hinde Circus Workers raising Tent ca. 1943 Kodachrome color transparency Victoria & Albert Museum, London |
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| John Hinde Circus Worker raising Tent ca. 1943 Kodachrome color transparency Victoria & Albert Museum, London |
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| John Hinde Circus Artist ca. 1943 Kodachrome color transparency Victoria & Albert Museum, London |
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| Nathan Lerner Provincetown Patterns 1944 gelatin silver print Art Institute of Chicago |
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| Jacques-Henri Lartigue Florette, Paris 1944 gelatin silver print Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art, Kansas City, Missouri |
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| Brett Weston New York (The Cherry Lane Theatre) 1945 gelatin silver print Princeton University Art Museum |
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| Laelia Goehr Bill Brandt with his Kodak Wideangle Camera 1945 gelatin silver print Victoria & Albert Museum, London |
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| Rouben Samberg Color Photogram 1945 tricolor carbro print Los Angeles County Museum of Art |
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| Weegee New York City ca. 1945 gelatin silver print Princeton University Art Museum |
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| Weegee Untitled (Night Club) ca. 1945 gelatin silver print Princeton University Art Museum |
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| Weegee The Palace Theatre 1945 gelatin silver print Los Angeles County Museum of Art |
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| Todd Webb Church in Store, Third Avenue, New York City 1945 gelatin silver print Minneapolis Institute of Art |
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| Todd Webb Third Avenue, New York 1946 gelatin silver print Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art, Kansas City, Missouri |
Parting: 1940
Not knowing in what season this again
Not knowing when again the arms outyearning
Nor the flung smile in eyes not knowing when.
Not sure beyond all doubt of full return
Not sure of time now nor the film's reversal
This all done opposite, the waif regathered.
We bag in hand with wandering steps and slow
Through suburbs take our solitary way
Not knowing in what season this again.
Not that all clouds are garrisoned and stung
Not that horizons loom with coppered legions
Not that the year is dark with weird condition.
All who parted in all days looked back
Saw the white face, the waving. And saw the sea.
Not knowing in what season this again.
For well they knew, the parters in all evenings,
Druids and hunters and the launched Phoenicians:
The blood flows one imposed way, and no other.
– John Frederick Nims (1940)