<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=496762" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Upon Gazing At The Cut Sunflowers Of Vincent Van Gogh</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">upon seeing the cut sunflowers of vincent van gogh<br>i cannot but think about the tragic moment when<br>he cut his ear, when blood oozed <br>when at the end, finally he took his life away, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">this thing happens when one knows much about<br>the life of another<br>this familiarity that breeds contempt, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and so gazing again at the painting of vincent, <br>i start with real sunflowers in my mind, the one that mother<br>planted in her garden when she was alive, <br>i think of the sun and the sunshine touching my face<br>i think about warmth and life and oozing verve<br>the vivacity of all things around my little world, <br>the field of sunflowers and the bees and the butterflies<br>and birds</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i pretend i have not read about the life of vincent<br>i pretend i have not heard about the stories of mother</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i just gaze again at the cut sunflowers. just that.<br>now there is joy in my heart. The suicide story does not exist<br>in the bold yellow petals, on those three huge sunflowers</div><div style="margin:10px 0">look at them again, they are the symbols of our smiles.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=496762" data-title="Upon Gazing At The Cut Sunflowers Of Vincent Van Gogh de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="upon seeing the cut sunflowers of vincent van gogh i cannot but think about the tragic moment when he cut his ear, when blood oozed when at the end, finally he took his life away, this thing happens when one knows much about the life of another..."></div> </div> </div>

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