After Dinner Poem by BASAB CHAUDHURI
After Dinner
I close my eyes
and see darkness splitting
vertically, horizontally
in different directions.
Sometimes light appears from the dark,
the eyeball becomes an ellipse,
then a circle,
the centre becomes smaller and smaller -
a quintessential central theme
from which stories originate.
I tighten eye muscles
new patterns emerge,
all my imaginations
rotate within eyeballs.
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