crows scatter,
a black cloud buckshots a blue sky
dead corn stalks wave gently in the breeze
reminds me of van Gogh
he could have captured this
van Gogh in Mississippi
he and Faulkner hanging around the square in Oxford
Faulkner telling stories
Vincent with an easel
maybe he is doing a portrait of "Count no Count"
this is what the locals nicknamed Faulkner
a drunk and a crazy man
changing art and literature forever
it's really cold out here this morning
wkm
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