Starry Night - Ekphrastic Poem by Cathryn Hintz (Revised)

Starry Night – view of Van Gogh

I’m startled as the dependable bells of

The town’s church shakes me out of meditation.

All of the stars above have become my favorite medicine.

While I am Suffering

And hurting

And Grieving

 From a broken heart.

Those blurry flames in the sky

Have become my only friend.

Somehow I believe all are out to make me

My normal self again.

Extending and

Reaching, and

On my tippy toes is where I realize

 I have found the conclusion.

Just like her

 Those stars are just an illusion.

Starry Night