it is addressed thusly:
An ode.
it reads:
A frame: The moment after and before
Ever turning old fashioned film strip
Behind the eyes, call the key grip
Unseen dollies whir and soar
The pencil fails the camera crew
Even the photographer at last knew
In the corner of a memory stayed
I, without believing or knowing
Set a whole film crew to going
And forgot more art than I made.

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