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The Starry Night
Contributed by
starkindler
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Thursday, 8th May 2003 @ 06:35:00 AM in AEST
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A long journey among the hills.
Shivering in the cold of night;
Hunger growling at me.
I finally reach the summit,
Looking down at the little town.
The pounding of my heart grows;
The eeriness of silence.
What has happened to this poor town?
No laughter, nor cry; no music, nor light.
Only the screaming of my heart.
The waves of sky spread about me.
My restlessness grows.
The twinkling of stars;
The laughter of the moon.
Oh, starry, starry night.
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2003-05-08 06:35:00]
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Re: The Starry Night
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by Firehark on
Thursday, 8th May 2003 @ 12:29:48 PM AEST
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| Very good poem. |
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Re: The Starry Night
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by krismisevski on
Sunday, 31st August 2003 @ 09:47:20 PM AEST
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I'm not sure about the beginning of the peice. Something doesn't quite flow right for me. Something about the last line..
I do like the ending of the poem.
I got a chance to go see Vincent's museum in Holand and saw both versions of Starry Night in Chicago. Awe inspirering.
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