Seeing the Doctor  

Clogged, the nostril became 

Teary, the darker pupil 

His body, the subject of another 

The hand rose and shuddered 

Daunting but luring 

Then the voice rung and soon no more 

Escorted he was, seeing only the door  

The poem is told from the point of view of an onlooker as he witnesses a certain art enthusiast being drawn, almost hypnotically to the brilliance of Vincent van Gogh's work. 

Perhaps an audience which appreciates art and paintings alike, would be able to extract the most joy from the poem above.  

There is no reticent or deceptively hidden message in the poem as it only intends to convey the profound nature of van Gogh's work and how he was truly adept at his trade.  

One of the senses in the poem concerns the nose as the "nostril" becomes blocked due to the pastel like aura of the painting.   

As the art enthusiast began to feel tears in his eyes or "pupil", the rather despondent frown of Dr. Gauchet was having a considerable emotion impact on him or her.   

Edited by Edward Li