This is a piece I wrote a while back inspired be the issues that I touch on in my last post.
The Art of Capture
Snap and trap it.
Once the shutter falls,
There’s no need to fear
That the shapes and colors of this flash in time–
This one-hundred-twenty-fifth of a second–
Will ever fade
Or fall away.
Every sight and sound–
Even though you don’t have a pen
Or laptop or tablet on you just now–
Let the paragraphs form in your brain.
Never mind if the composition
Takes you far away.
At least you’ll know you caught
Wind tight the reel of celluloid
As the word rolls by in real life
Sadly not in slow motion,
So you might want to hurry up.
Hold the canvas still with one hand
As it teeters on the edge of time,
And dip a brush in the paint you’re bound to spill.
Now stand still.