
Magpie tales #72
Wheat-Rising-Sun
Yellow my favorite color
Van Gogh favorite artist
To have been born with his eyes
His ability to catch the moment
In an assemblage of colors
Yellow, orange, red, green, blue
Considered the world’s
Greatest colorist
Each day difficult
To desire to the point of drool
Turning himself wrong side out
It is this desire he made visable
And gives to us as a gift
He enables us to see
Years after his death
Still fresh though often copied
A master
magnificent piece for a magnificent painting
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‘Turning himself wrong side out’
Pertinent observation…
elegant art/poetry.
beautiful colors.
Hi Annell..for some reason I couldn’t email..not quite as beautiful and a little more surreal than Van Gogh..but I thought of you this morning when I went into the church..this little rural place in the UK surrounded by fields and the church organist was playing the Star Spangled Banner on the pipe organ as the old dears put out the flowers (and grimaced)..I think he thought he was at a baseball game. It made me smile..I think you may have too.. Jae
A fitting eulogy to a Master and a genius.
Great magpie about a great artist. The first time I saw an original of his was in The Louvre in Paris, and I remember being completely taken aback by it.
Direct and true words assembled for maximum impact, and some insight into Van Gogh as well. This falls perfectly on the ear as it rambles down the page—enjoyed it much.
This, too, is quite masterful.
Annell, nice poem for my favourite artist. I did my thesis on him in the university.
Pamela
An excellent capture.
Annell–
The idea of him turning himself wrong side out…Wonderful! He was indeed a master!
Stunning tribute! I agree with Annell those lines really struck me as well
I enjoyed this, Annell!
An obviously heartfelt tribute.
Very nice. He was, indeed, a master.
This poem contains compassion and awe. Really nice.