I learned a new word recently, courtesy of a friend and Wiki:
Ekphrasis or ecphrasis is the graphic, often dramatic, description of a visual work of art. In ancient times it referred to a description of any thing, person, or experience. The word comes from the Greek ek and phrasis, ‘out’ and ‘speak’ respectively, verb ekphrazein, to proclaim or call an inanimate object by name.
Nowadays it might be a snapshot of a scene, a work of art, or any creation that puts you in the head of the participants or an object and tell’s you what is actually happening within it.
So I thought, why not pick one of my collages as a prompt and write about it?
The one I chose is called “La Fleur” and here it is:
Here is my poem about the collage:
Rose Pink my Papa calls me, his little blossom
I smile inside but not for the photograph
The buttons on my shoes are too tight and pinch my toes
My little dogs are lucky, they can run free with bare paws
On the fresh green grass, and rush into the house
When they are tired, heads out the window
Listening to the bird sing
But even they are dressed too fine for comfort
Tight bows of Mama’s fine silk ribbon tied
Around their necks, choking them as does
My lace collar choke me
Still a little girl’s first love
Is her Papa, and so I endure
The scratching of the lace,
The tightness of the shoes
All so Papa can take his photograph
Of his La Fleur Rose
©2012 Lin Neiswender