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In late September he walks from the field
stands by the side of the road
straw hat / red beard
scythe over his shoulder
In my rear view mirror
a woman in a blue house dress
stands next to him
brushing her hair from her face
See my post on these van Gogh tilt shift images here:
http://teresaevangeline.blogspot.com/2014/03/making-room-for-new-perspective.html
brushing her hair from her face
See my post on these van Gogh tilt shift images here:
http://teresaevangeline.blogspot.com/2014/03/making-room-for-new-perspective.html
Wow, Teresa. I saw the tilt shift images on your other blog, and they left me in awe. Coupled with your poem here, even more so. Your title of the poem is fitting. We are seeing Vincent in another dimension; through your poetry and the image, shifted and bringing the couple forward, at least to my untrained eyes.
ReplyDeleteIt really stands out in this image, I think, bringing the couple to life. I actually saw this scene along the road a couple of autumns ago and knew it would someday be a poem. I felt like I actually had a glimpse into another dimension ... very strange ... a lovely experience. Thanks, Penny.
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