Friday, February 24, 2006

Inspired by the van Gogh letters which I am now reading, I have written a new poem. Here it is.

The Hague 1882

Dark and warm, in the cottage.
Brown, and like the smoked fish.
This wish, this paper torn from
the brow of Millet.
This sketch by Vincent being made.

Coarse, like its master.
Full of mutual love,
the perspective firm.
Sien and the baby laid fast
and permanent in graphite's
soft grip, dark and warm.

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