Yellow Paint Poem by Amelie Ison

Well, I was reading some New Poems and Viola! This poem which, well it is just shoddy work. Shoddy uninformed research, you just using some heresay to spread even more inane gossip!

This poem is a mess, youjust spreading more inane garbage about a great painter—get a grip on 6ourself

Again, you don't appear to know the first thing about effective research—this is glaringly apparent in this nonsense poem of yours. Pure nonsense. Shame on you,

Shame on you! You should know better at this stage, not make a fool of yourself in public with this poem, really just gossip.

And if you cannot do effective research, then give it home instead of nailing yourself in your foot—yes, this poem is that bad like a lot of your silly ones, only worse.

Your personality is ego driven, agenda driven in this poem, your attempt to assassinate VanGogh pure garbage

Yeats' summation of his thought, art and life, what is it? He says it is "the completion of my life" art and life inextricably intertwined, art ultimately an expression of personality.

In a letter written a few weeks before his death in 1939, a letter written to Lady Elizabeth Pelham, January 4th that year, Ueats sums up his thought, life and art:

You just don't get it. The poem and the poet have to be one, one indivisible thing: an expression of personality first, character underling personality. You will amount to nothing should you continue on this path of stupidity.

What we have here is your ego and an agenda working together, so no wonder your result is a terrible mess since you demonstrate your true ignorance of this man's life. What are you thinking?