Monday, July 7, 2014

Ekphrastic Poem

Ekphrastic Poem: 

In the photo, she stands behind a crescent moon.

Behind her there are clouds, behind the clouds there is always what is always before her eyes. Her mother dead on the floor, her face redrawn by the bullets from the guns of the soldiers. Her raped sister, a dead rag on the floor. The baby kicked until she wouldn't cry.

Before my mother, my sister and I smile.


An Ekprhastic poem is a poem that comments on another art form.  "Ode on a Grecian Urn" by John Keats for example is an Ekphrastic poem. 

1 comment:

Judith van Praag said...

Thank you John. Well done, you express how it was. We were young and told all clouds have silver linings.