7/29- 8/30/ 2000
film
It still seems like magic
To capture light, the void of shadow
Images seen with eyes for eyes
With a piece of glass on film or now
To digits within memory, pictures of memory
And some bring art to the magic
The capture of emotions and fear
The aching tears of beauty, the skin rolling discomfort
of horror, uncontrolled laughter, want…
For one with seemingly dreamless sleep
Moments of film replace dreams
Technique captures beauty and violence
Cherry blossoms and rivers of mud
The rage of admitting who you are
The best laid plans of a director
Can either fall short or find priceless accidents
That become legend
Move against the flow
Dance with the celebrants
Stand still and let humanity move you
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