Van Gogh's Last Picture
by Paul Gardner
The wind stirs darkening cloud, And tightening shadows on the yellow corn. The birds swept up in flight On streams of air, and gone, Only the wind left. But sometimes, when the turbulence turns calm, A bird will land, and rest On the branch of a weathered tree, More real than all the gathered force of the wind, And if you only knew how much. . . If you only knew
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