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THE  VOICE

If I could paint 

Like Turner

I would capture

This evening’s sunset;

This glorious sunset

As the distant mountains

Swallow its glow.

If I could write

Like Lawrence

I would write

Of that gap

Between the swallow’s

Parabolas

And the twisting flitter flutter

Of the bat.

If I could write music

Like Handel

It would celebrate 

This calm, clear night

But I can’t 

Therefore I won’t try.

So I take a photograph

With my mobile phone

And capture no feeling.