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Night Photograph (Free verse) by jess33

I love taking pictures in the earliest part of the evening when the sky is cradling the sunset and the lens captures rays of light that stream through the subjects as their images are invariably thrust onto film. For this moment, silently, visually, fleetingly, they are not themselves, but rather the people they could be. This gives me hope.

Christof 23-Sep-02/4:02 AM
But that hope must be dashed soon afterwards? There is a loneliness behind this poem that I really like.




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