Laurence Overmire

A Garret In Arles - Poem by Laurence Overmire

As a poet
She knew what Van Gogh
Must have felt

All those years
Creating images in
Splashing color

Blood and dreams mixed in oil
The rest of the world

Out of misplaced time, deemed

(Previously published in The Underbeat Journal, No.2, July 2003)

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 24, 2008

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