#145 Reviewing Art

Here's the answer to a question that you weren't even asking

There is no such thing as a perfect casting

For that book you adore that fills you with amour

When put on screen just leaves you wanting more

See this is the issue with our imagination

We fill in details and cracks with no hesitation

There are no seems, just seamless transitions

Which never even endeavours to require our recognition

Even right now, somehow, you are reading this in a certain way

The voice in your head acts with emotion, with disdain and dismay

And were I to read it to you, my way, in a voice of my own

It would not seek to replace the seed or tone your imagination has sown

There is no such thing as a correct way to experience art

But there is the first way, which left the imprint on our heart

Such that, when someone seeks to recreate that anew

It's just natural it wont be in the way that is personal to you.

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