After lunch, Jan went to sleep in his mother's lap,
As Kay sat silently looking at her son with affection.
She stroked her son's hair, gently lulling him to sleep.
Vincent kept staring at Kay's delicate features,
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You have deftly captured the entire scenario and the complexity of Vincent's relationship and his interaction with Kay, his cousin. Thanks, Geeta ji, for such a lovely portrayal.
2) 2) And like the baseball batter who is perfectly poised for the pitch...the pitcher throws him a curve ball...and he strikes out. The poems in this series are throwing curve balls in the form of suspense...and the readers are awestruck!
Another curve ball thrown at Vincent...he swung...and missed. How many can he possibly endure? Geeta, your brilliant style of writing perfectly sets up the reader for what appears to be a positive outcome.
Cont.2 The story showed that Van Gogh liked Kay and when he saw an opportunity that Kay might have liked him too by showing an interest in his works, this act somehow gave him the courage to make a sudden outburst.
A very honest and discerning poem on the life of a great man. Sometimes there are circumstances that could fuel a certain person to talk with no inhibitions.
Another beautiful series on Van Gogh, my friend. Very informative and interesting
Some times people keep talking----irritated and disgusted.your series on the painter imparts lessons.
oh, this was a very perceptive look at Van Gogh and actually any of us who are so absorbed in their own thoughts that we fail to note the reactions of others---awesome write
Very truthful analysis of human conduct and behaviour. It is fascinating to read how Geeta succeeded in corroborating the retort (of which the poem is silent yet) of Kay to the exhilarated and agitated outburst of Vincent.
Insightful and brilliantly written is this awesome work of yours