Through this piece, I attempt to share the idea that, though language is our thinking tool, it often leaves us unsatisfied. The reason why I use The Starry Night as a reference is because of a friend's interpretation of the painting, as she shared that the ambivalence caused by language is often as blurry as Van Gogh’s starry night.
Note: The slats of an airplane allows it to stay in the heights for longer.
(Shall I compare my thoughts to fireworks
Furious, vivid, serene blast
to an attempt to reach the starry night
just to swoon down to its start,
as a vibrant, content cry...
Yet, though language sings its tries,
It’s an airplane with flawed slats,
…ephemeral are the halts in our heights…
And thus, we get punctuation marks,
To point out what is unfinished(.