I am delighted to announce that my poem “Richard Parkes Bonington-The Undercliff, 1828” was the feature poem for 11/25/21 at Spillwords. I especially love when my ekphrastic poetry gets published because it serves to show my love for both art and writing. I try to imagine myself being in these paintings or being the painter or being the subject of the painting. It helps to expand the mind.
Thank you for taking the time to stop by and read my work. Enjoy some wonderful poetry they have amassed. There is something for everyone.
I am happy to announce that I have a poem published in Issue 5 Spring of POETiCA REViEW called “Jackson Pollock/The Deep, 1953.” I am thrilled that there are folks out there willing to take a chance on ekphrastic poetry as it combines my love of poetry and art together.
There are some names of poets I recognize in there such as Jack Henry, Dan Provost, Mitchell Grabois, and Brian Rihlmann. I’m excited to read work by those that are new to me as well. Pop over and have a read.
There are those moments when you Google yourself that it pays off. In all of this pandemic time slip, I had forgotten the date when my poems “Kai” and “Frank Stella/Moultonboro II, 1974” were to be published. My deepest apologies to The Big Windows Review for dropping the ball on this one. I’m over a month late.
These poems appeared in their online magazine and will also be included in Issue 19, Spring 2020. Head over there and read some of the wonderful selections they have in Issue 18 which is currently available. Thanks for reading.
When I was a young girl I remember my mother being an artist. She carried a bag filled with drawing pads, pencils, and charcoal. She’d sketch trees and wildlife, sometimes children. It amazed me to watch an image come to life from the pencil in her hand. My love of art started here, much like my love of poetry started with my father. My appetite for reading birthed among the stacks of books that lined the walls of my grandmother’s apartment. It is good to know the origins of your passions. Sometimes you have to peel all the dirty layers back of the things that happened after, to find these gleaming jewels.
Years ago I started writing poems about pieces of art that moved me. I like the idea that I was somehow collaborating with these talented, famous artists. I still write these types of poems and make a point to go to an art museum in every town or city I visit that has one. Art and writing are a person’s invisible emotions made solid. They are captured in forms created from a unique perspective.
My hope with Ekphrastic poetry is inspire you to look at art in a different way. Capture how your body and mind feels when you look at a piece someone poured their soul into. Please enjoy Morris Louis.
Morris Louis Gamma Epsilon, 1960
My flesh bleeds your filthy pigments in jagged runnels where the knife, your tongue, has carved me.
You leave clean your favorite place, whole and unblemished— the place your lips like to linger, the place our secrets absorb through osmosis when you stay too long.
I bleed you. I embody you. I am the near beginning and the not so end of you.