(Green Corn by Vincent Van Gogh)
Swirling blue on canvas. Images appear vaguely through the paint.
Faces through the clouds
look over the field of corn green.
Cypress impale the morning air
Rolling hills move toward the west.
A subtle movement of the brush stroke
creates a slight energy of alive.
An impression of reality
locks the painter’s eye and the poet’s lost heart
towards the field of corn green.
Passion and loneliness meet
in the swirling amber field.
It’s solitude lost on no one
and no one lost in it.
The field of corn green
stands a memory of remembrance,
a caught moment frozen on canvas,
in the hearts of frail men.
Joseph St John