After six hours in Marcasse with Jacques, from lack of air,
Vincent felt faint, panting, choking, with heat and dust.
He felt he could not endure this torture anymore.
He was thankful to Jacques when they decided to return.
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Admiration and Respect for your series of poems about the miners. And for Vincent Van Gogh! And for my father who had been a miner in France. As I read these poems, I too am really moved to tears.That's the power of true art, Geeta. You are indeed a true artiste!
Geeta, the poems on the miners truly resound with me. My father had been a miner in France. This set of poems had brought tears to mine eyes. Tears of pain. And tears of joy.
astounding write as you generally paint the life of Vincent always.
Preaching is easy but implementation is impossible in reality in the poverty stricken world ever! Reality is well exposed in this wonderful narration!
Great job. I really enjoy the way you paint a story with your poetry! ! ! ! ! Have a wonderful day.
Nicely put together, Madam...