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Poem at ‘The Voice’

Writing With Light

Take the photograph now. The light will change in moments, in murmurs, in breaths. Don’t ask them to smile, that is not the memory. Take another photo, half a stop up,again, half a stop down. We can write with light  if we don’t seek a pose.
The light has changed now. So have the murmurs, the breaths. Laughter may have died to another mood. Capture it, the sense of it.Fragile, the memories we keep. The camera often lies, but more, our uncertain minds don’t retain what was, but rather, what we wish it had been.
Yet we recall the things we meant to say, or wished we could have said, or not said. If we could have loved better, or found love elsewhere. Friendships that we have still are and those we lost or ended.