for Eadweurd Muybridge
Your staggered lenses, trained on an empty track,
recorded what straggled into view
and out again, a dust cloud and a leaning pack
of horses. Silver decomposed to black
inside…
for Eadweurd Muybridge
Your staggered lenses, trained on an empty track,
recorded what straggled into view
and out again, a dust cloud and a leaning pack
of horses. Silver decomposed to black
inside…
Rachel Cusk photo courtesy the author.
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