Visualism Poem by Tapas Baidya

Visualism



Birds are flying
To
And
Fro
Their wing-strokes illustrate
About the colour of wind on the canvas of
F i r m a m e n t

From the farthest skylight
A poet observes that
And transforms into a silent melody
Of the visual aesthetics by black and white

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