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Dispositions of the Creative

How to express what I see within.Its frame,my mind, is so much smaller than this view before me.Yet my eyes can only focus ahead or a few metres either side. To view my world I must move and then turn and turn about.Inside my restricted frame,I can see without focus,as I please, back and forth in surreal time. Change at will from black& white,still life to movie. So many choices, which to select, to paint or write or perhaps merely contemplate. A structured prose verse Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2013

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