! ! Loving Life To The Death: Robert Capa - Poem by Michael Shepherd
Behind the lens, the eye of the photographer;
behind the eye, the observer;
behind the observer, the immortal soul:
Robert Capa shot
(as they say) five major wars
as mankind’s record
of man’s inhumanity to man.
Finally, was shot himself.
When asked for advice
by a young photographer, he said,
“Like people; and let them know it..”
And so he printed out his soul.
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