Next morning, before Vincent got up,
Kay had left the house with her son.
Vincent's father drove her up to Breda station.
From there, she boarded a train to Amsterdam,
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Vincent was a full-grown man Of twenty-eight years, and till date, He had not earned a single penny or dime. How will he ever support a wife or a family? Acute poverty could not supress the inherent talent and God gifted innate skils of this famous painter!
It's one thing to be entangled in unrequited love...a bitter pill to swallow. Totally another, to even consider an incestual relationship...both a sin and a crime. Geeta, you continue to keep us in suspense...without any personal judgemental words. Another testament to a great poetess!
Every episode is simply gripping, written with empathy. And it's a great experience reading it in the form of poetry. Kudos!
Thanks Geeta for these biographical poems! I know the great Vincent
I wonder how much time you spend on to do research and write on a silly Painter? ? ? ?
Vincent is now entangled in a "forbidden and unrequited love" for his cousin Kay… beautifully written.
An insightfully worded verse