SOMETHING ELSE

Vincent,
there is something else
about you,
without explanation
but with an invitation
to paint a landscape
of a Dutch snow
which winds about
the unseen impressions
of Van Gogh in villages
over red roofed quarters
in an observed urgent time
with floated clouds
above carpets of the sky
nearby the mountains
with trees shrouded
in unnerved vapors
along the woods of Arles.