Two Peasant Women Digging in a Snow-Covered Field at Sunset, Van Gogh 1890
It has really been a scorcher today, 25 degrees and I'm lucky enough to be on holidays this week to enjoy it. Of course my thoughts are turning to editing and writing. I'm certainly going to have a difficult time declining work for the magazine but the quality and quantity of submission for Boyne Berries 20 has been very high. The submission period ends this coming Sunday at midnight.
I found the Van Gogh poem and I'm going to edit it for myself. It's more of a winter poem but my niece did choose a wordless illustrated version of The Snowman today in the book shop (She said you can make the story up yourself). I did wonder why you would be digging in the snow? On further inspection apparently the women are digging as winter ends and spring begins.
In the meantime here is a post about a poem Anne Sexton wrote in response to The Starry Night