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After Van Gogh’s “The Poet’s Garden” 1888

After Van Gogh’s “The Poet’s Garden” 1888

Impressionist painting of a garden full of trees with a yellow sky
Impressionist painting of a garden full of trees with a yellow sky
The Poet’s Garden I, Vincent van Gogh, 1888

Van Gogh consumed the citron sky
waiting for Gauguin.

And along with cedar, willow, oleander,
fir, cypress and distant blue belfry,

fell off the edge of summer
into Arles’ tinged autumn.

Did the artist run and lie face down
in soft grass, tree trunks telling him

What he always knew, but telling it slant?
Did he whirl into the vortex

Of windblown blushing leaves,
become tongue-tied to relay

The secrets he learned?
Was the garden unaware its changing nature

heaped greater passion on the Dutchman’s palette,
would serve as solitude and be his refuge

until the new Petrarch arrived?