Shawna Lemay was recently on the Lemon Hound blog talking about her experience writing ekphrastic poetry. Here is a snippet:
"My approach is in spirals, I walk around in my mind, around the
painting. I try to see the supports, the stretcher and the nails, the
frame might be important. It might not be. The tooth of the canvas is of
particular interest of course.
Ecstatic, elastic, there is often a fragrance that must be absorbed.
I think about the word, ekphrastic. A cough. A quiver, a thrum. A
clearing of the throat. I think about tomato soup being poured whole out
of a can, adding milk to it. That glory.
I think about ekphrasis as a rhetorical device, how I’m too old for
rhetorical devices, and how I’m afraid of heights. And I won’t even get
into the competition aspect of the procedure. More than anything else I
crave an inner peace and a solitude of the soul. Sometimes what I really
want to write about is exhaustion and shyness but this might make
matters not worse exactly, but I think it would make me less sympathetic
to the spectrum of ineluctable encounters with suburbanites."
Read the entire blog entry at http://lemonhound.com/2012/12/15/shawna-lemay-things-that-run-through-my-head-when-writing-an-ekphrastic-poem/