Colors And Photos Poem by Marcondes Pereira

Colors And Photos



When photography came,
paintings didn't become invisible
to us. It's still really visible,
that both arts play the same game.

A photo, a painting, they're the same
form of our heavenly sanity.
there's no insanity,
there's no war between them. It is just a name

given to our endless try to capture
what we see. Universe, awesome creature!

Sunday, July 16, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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