Poem -

The Late Great Hieronymus Bosch

                                                                       Tis sad, today so little is known
                                                                                 about the once great
                                                                     but incestuous, Hieronymus Bosch ..
                                                                                 Who waved his brush
                                                                     between 1450 and 1516 like no other ..
                                                                            And tho’ he never took a lover
                                                                 left a wife, had two sisters and a brother ..

 

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Being Me

I had never heard lof the guy until I read your poem here, Neville, so I am glad you posted. I have now had a bit of a dig at what I could find out about the guy. What an artist! His work is brilliant. Some say he was a main influencer of Dali ... not sure how true it is but I can see why it has been suggested. It's a shame he kept no journals. Thankyou for posting a very illuminating poem x

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Neville

I am honoured and thrilled you checked him out .. bless you .. Neville x

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Rory McGinlay

Shame I think too, people don't know Of The gardens of earthly delights. What about Hieronymus rhyming with anonymous? Sound familiar? Mmm ...??

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