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The poetry is the sufferance of the poet
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Van Gogh died the other day
Van Gogh died the other day
one shot
into Auvers, a shot
burst into the light
of winding wheat, one shot
in the Van Gogh's head
the wings of crows scaring the blue.
João Tomaz Parreira
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João Tomaz Parreira
Poet (author's name: J.T.Parreira). Portugal, 61 years old. Five books of poetry.
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