June 28, 2018

Ekphrastic Challenge, May 2018: Editor’s Choice

 

Message in a Bottle by Jen Ninnis

Image: “Message in a Bottle” by Jen Ninnis. “Dispatch from an Inland University” was written by Jen Jabaily-Blackburn for Rattle’s Ekphrastic Challenge, May 2018, and selected as the Editor’s Choice.

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Jen Jabaily-Blackburn

DISPATCH FROM AN INLAND UNIVERSITY

First thing they do:
they rust
the bright out of you.

Your uniform almost
a tourist’s,
color-corrected

to minimize joy.
You’re rewired, and then
to imagine

you don’t know it,
you dirty bomb, you,
excites them.

A hand raised up
to the ear
mimics boredom.

They are so pleased
to be launched
ahead like this,

so delighted to play
sailor, to lay
groundwork. So charmed

to be met, to get to speak
and speak and wait
for no reply.

from Ekphrastic Challenge
May 2018, Editor’s Choice

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Comment from the editor, Timothy Green: “I fell in love with this poem after reading just the first three lines—the enjambment, the image, the rhythm, the rhyme. A poem doesn’t have to be quotable to be great, but what a great quote! And then I also loved the way the poem doubles-down on the painting’s despair—even a hopeless message in a bottle is a fantasy so far from the sea. The rest of the poem is intimately ambiguous in its self-dialogue, and feels like a real window into the speaker’s thoughts. Is the mood a over-indulgent melodrama, comically self-aware, or is it expressing a genuine melancholy? Either way, the poem reminds me of times when it’s all of that at once, before closing with another great stanza that lives up to the promise of the first.”

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June 21, 2018

Ekphrastic Challenge, May 2018: Artist’s Choice

 

Message in a Bottle by Jen Ninnis

Image: “Message in a Bottle” by Jen Ninnis. “Starfish” was written by Michael Strand for Rattle’s Ekphrastic Challenge, May 2018, and selected as the Artist’s Choice.

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Michael Strand

STARFISH

You sit alone as a painted asteroid, folded.
Your name sounds like one, both floating
in from the unknown.

Sidelong asteroidea,

do you carry a fresh message
about love or conquest, one we have not heard
before, perhaps the secret lyrics to a song
that solves low tides

and war when sung?

Is the secret paper folded into your long limbs,
your skull-shorn head, bare
as having returned from the great war
between cockle and nautili?

Do you cup a past of seawind
encased in glass, floating
the sun-dried future into shore
like a fragile mandala

of many-colored sands?

Retelling our histories
that sometimes took place, or didn’t.
Was it a red tide of blood waves,
ocean stars falling and left out to rot

like so many corpses?

After the battle the world denied existing,
did you cradle the survivors
in your pentapod, your astral gaze,
your face-cradled palm?

Were they like abandoned children
in need of cradling—
your painted cheek, your sidelong star?

A grande odalisque

in the reverie of their adoration,
were you tragic?
Did they know you are toxic
to those who try to catch you, eat you,

but grow stronger every night
submerged? Do they know we see
our reflections in your body,

that you do not need us
to create, as we do you?

from Ekphrastic Challenge
May 2018, Artist’s Choice

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Comment from the artist, Jen Ninnis: “The depth of this poem touched me in ways not easily explained. Both the poem and my painting have mystery. Who is this colorfully dressed and face-painted person on the beach and what is the message in the bottle? Is she sending or receiving it? I love the questions the poem asks, how we each have multifaceted history, stories, memories, and how these are not always knowable, explainable or revealed, but nonetheless shape us. The reference to hoping for solutions to wars and violence and the consequences of not finding solutions—if my painting was a starting off place for the poet to have these thoughts, that is remarkable. The poem has a quality of unknowingness; perhaps it is this unknowingness that sparks creativity. I love the line, ‘Did they know you are toxic to those who try to catch you, eat you, but grow stronger every night submerged?’ Perhaps grasping to know is what’s ‘toxic’ and shouldn’t be a goal, but questions and the search is what opens the mind to almost anything. The line, ‘abandoned children in need of cradling,’ in light of current events, made me think about the horror of our government’s decision to separate children from their parents at the border. I don’t know if the poet was thinking about this while writing it but it has resonance today, sadly. It is very gratifying to think my painting somehow evoked these thoughts and themes All of the poems were wonderful to read; it was difficult to choose just one. Poetry and visual art complement each other in endless ways and I’m thankful my painting was one of those chosen to be part of the Ekphrastic Challenge.”

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