A book is like a photograph,
stilling life eternal,
in page preserved,
through written word,
captured truths–but kernels…
With long-range pens,
and shutter reads,
the sum of facts collective,
of angle chosen,
moment frozen,
is viewpoint that’s subjective.
Telescopes & microscopes
Kaleid in scopes mosaic,
dynamic mix,
of words that click,
that magnifies prosaic.
Like Polaroids,
of time gone by,
cut & paste to montage…
The focus rests,
with authoress,
who captions ink collage.
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