Lashing out, fair rations
the slap and sting
of salt waves mixed
with snow
ice and fire, a cold burn
swirl and tumult of
upturned cargo and souls
nearly foundering
with progress breathless
for the suffrage of a new life
This is the second of three ekphrastic poems I wrote at the Kimbell Art Museum during their exhibition of Turner paintings earlier this year. THIS is the painting the poem is based on. Thanks for reading!
The Poetry Patio 