There was a point at which the analog world was overtaken by the digital, and I was right there, stumbling through puberty from childhood to adolescence. I can’t resist ekphrasis. So when Gill Stoker of the Mary Evans Picture Gallery sent me a few pictures from the collection and request to (poetically) respond, I gravitated […]
If you like ekphrastic and prompt-driven poetry, Visual Verse is a goldmine discovery. Each month, they post a new intriguing image, and publish scores of written responses from all over the world. To kick off 2016, Preti from Visual Verse emailed me to ask if I would write a poem in response to their image
Last night I participated in a truly unique poetry reading sponsored by Ekphrasis. A dozen of us poets dispersed ourselves amongst installations in the Sensing Spaces architectural exhibit at the Royal Academy. As patrons wandered through the exhibits, we read poems to them, which we had written in response to these very spaces. It was
Snowblindness It is hard to know how I got here, now that we cut the sled dogs loose, and went our separate ways for help, hard as pack ice in the footsteps I crunch into, wondering whose they are, following a herd of anxious commuters doubtless on their way to warmth, raising what look like
A film-poem by Valerie Kampmeier and Robert Peake, incorporating footage of children in Britton, South Dakota filmed by Ivan Bessie in 1939.
Well, not quite. For all I know, we may be related. But imagine my frustration at being beat in search engine results for my own name by someone who has been dead for almost 400 years. I decided to channel that frustration into a tribute in the form of a digital experiment. What follows is
