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Joshua Kronengold ([personal profile] mneme) wrote2017-03-27 01:49 pm
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Wonders

When I was young, fantastic films were dead.
It was in Disney's drought, their budget low.
And Even with the Force, the arrows led,
To one poor dictum: "Write that which you know."

Technology, too, limited our work.
Imagination on the printed page,
Might show a starship fly, or spider lurk,
But theater would leave them far off-stage.

But that's all in the past, our hands hold tools,
That let us show whatever we conceive,
And from that cornicopia, we fools,
Have drawn a feast of fantasy and make-believe

Kalidescopes of wonder blind our sight,
Look where you will, and let it bring delight.

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