Saturday, February 13, 2010

A Day at Frye Art Museum

  If you live in the Seattle area or you think you might be in town soon, you should make sure to make time to visit The Frye Art Museum.  Not only did I have a very enlightening workshop in ekphrasis facilitated by Susan Rich and another wonderful woman named Lilias (I unfortunately can’t locate her last name)but I also had a chance to become better acquainted with art in Seattle.  If you’re a poet or someone who loves books/poetry/art and are also a teacher, check out the Tim Rollins and K.O.S.: A History exhibit.  It will inspire and excite you when you see what art and education can do.

Just in case you are knew to the term Ekphrasis, Susan gave us the following wonderful definition:

Ekphrastic poetry is a written response to a visual painting, photograph, dance, sculpture, Ikea catalogue, Childs drawing, or bumper sticker.  An ekphrastic poem begins with inspiration from another piece of art with the understanding that art begets art.
--Susan Rich

I wrote a little poem that was inspired by the painting The Bride, by Marc Chagall, 1953.  Anyway, here’s the poem feel free to read and comment.  Blessings!


Child Bride
by Ieisha McIntyre

Papa said it would be simple
And momma said it would be quick
The first night with my old husband
That I did not pick. 

He chose me.
It was an honor that could not be refused.

My sisters gathered white flowers, washed them with their tears.
My aunts dressed me in red, with a white veil.
I thought only of my nanny goat and how well I kept her fed.

She never gave me worries or wandered from the yard.
Even when the gate was open, she had no need for exploration.
It would be too forward. 
Her milk never failed.
When she saw me come her way, her bleat was more a melody – so much so, that on that day, when the village musicians did play
        my nanny goat from the dowry cart
Did express her heart and sang along.
Simple and quick.

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Tuesday, February 09, 2010

Why We Date

WHY WE DATE
BY Ieisha McIntyre

We date for the same reason we play the lottery.

We hope against hope,

Hand over our sweaty wads of change,

And force ourselves to believe that we are the one in forty.

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Monday, February 08, 2010

Love Salutations





Love Salutations
By Ieisha McIntyre


All my heart is hello for you.
Gentle,
Strong,
Tender.
Hello.

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*This poem is #9 in a series of Valentine's Day love poems.  Please feel free to scroll down and read the others posted during this month.  Don't for get to click and make your free donation to THE WORLD FOOD PROGRAMME for international school lunches.

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Sunday, February 07, 2010

Iron Heart

Iron Heart
By Ieisha McIntyre



My heart tasted more like iron
In my throat when I first decided
 to speak from it.

 I let it grow teeth and
shape ventricles into lips,
And throb out a meaning.
But you were deaf.
And I was exhausted.

 But someone heard.

And it was made good
Enough.



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*The previous poem is #8 in a series of Valentine's Day poems. Feel free to scroll down and view #'s 1-7! Don't forget to click and participate in generating funds for The World Food Programme!

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