Through the eye of the camera I once captured the world. <br />Then photography seemed an art, a mystery to be revealed. <br />'What's the secret? ' I used to ask Mr. Tommy Suits. <br />He would reply, 'F8 and be there. Spontaneity counts! ' <br /> <br />Now I see the world in deeper shades of gray than ever. <br />It's not Kodachrome; it's not a black and white existence either. <br />Life is a blend of white and black swirls <br />I now paint with poetry or with prose. <br /> <br />Still, like a photo, a poem represents a life within a life <br />- more or less.<br /><br />William Jackson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/f8-and-be-there/
