According to the Poetry Foundation “an ekphrastic poem is a vivid description of a scene or, more commonly, a work of art.”
Lately I have been writing several poems in response to Edward Hopper’s paintings. The feeling of isolation in his paintings lends itself to suggestive interpretation as to what the characters in the painting are thinking or feeling. Here is one of them, and mine is certainly more interpretative than merely descriptive.
Hopper’s Eleven a.m., 1926
like so many other endless mornings
naked in the blue upholstered chair
staring out the open window of her high rise apartment,
hunched forward with her arms resting on her knees,
her posture seems suggestive,
she is wondering just what to do.
Her thick red hair hides her face so one wonders at her expression,
what she is feeling, thinking:
longing, sadness, despair?
or just enjoying the morning sun,
taking it all in before dressing for the day,
before she steps into her uniform to work the lunch shift,
before she endures the pinches and the stares,
before she picks the tips up off the tables,
before she returns to the apartment stinking of grease and cigarettes,
the lingering leftovers of the night shift.
and so naked she sits
wondering just how many mornings like this one:
eleven a.m. Monday morning
hunched over in a blue chair
counting down her days
in a high rise over the city.
Now try yours. Choose a painting or well-known photograph that moves you and write a poem in response to it. Please share!