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Sunflowers and Old Boots

I recently stumbled upon a website which had the letters written by Vincent Van Gogh to his brother, family and friends. Completely absorbed I was lost to research for hours on end, compelled to learn more of this painters fascinating life story. Here is the resulting “found” poem which uses lines written by Van Gogh himself to describe his experiences, collated in a way which hopefully does justi...

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July Collage Poem 2: Pain and Darkness

Out of the land came beauty
and a beautiful headache
School of madness, replete with cat
Love from within me
Dancing within yourself 
Several days later 
Transient to your ways of love 
in this hidden place, 
the darkness you thought would protect you, 
but the light remains in my mine
Dance it out in post-Covid Strasbourg 
with Nietzsche and Jung
We return to the streets, 
everything...

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Through Van Gogh's eyes

Through Vincent's eyes

the sunflowers radiant and mellow

shine through the murkiness

of the temporal world

his spirit rises above the earthly plane

beyond where the prosaic lies,

into a world of the sublime

where the heavenly riches

of bountiful dreams meet the

reality of the canvas.

A beautiful scene from

a mind so clear its visions

stretch beyond the limits

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Vincent Van Gogh

If Only You and Van Gogh Knew

If your art is good, as it feels in your bones

You will become known

 

Long after your ashes are sprinkled

And all of your senses are gone 

 

Particularly if you cut off your lobe

Or choose for yourself to end it all

 

Note scraps reveal queer love affairs

Poems show in the rubble of fallen walls

 

Fans will become obsessed

Frame you in the brightest light 

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