The good word this weekend? New poetry + art pairings


Visible Heavens, a 20x200 Space Edition

Our weekend word-meets-art series continues in honor of National Poetry Month. This fresh round of poetry + print pairings might be our favorite yet (don’t judge us if we say that every time we do one of these paired posts—we’re extremely enthusiastic about art and lit, ok?). Per usual, all these poems have been handpicked from Poets.org, and of course all the awesome art is available on 20x200. Peruse our blog to peep every pairing we’ve made thus far, and keep an eye out for a new batch next week. —Team 20x200

Paired: a 20x200 Space Edition + Ofelia Zepeda

Carrying Our Words by Ofelia Zepeda

We travel carrying our words.
We arrive at the ocean.
With our words we are able to speak
of the sounds of thunderous waves.
We speak of how majestic it is,
of the ocean power that gifts us songs.
We sing of our respect
and call it our relative.



Off Season by Joseph O. Holmes

Paired: Joseph O. Holmes + Lawrence Ferlinghetti

A Far Rockaway of the Heart, 2 by Lawrence Ferlinghetti

Driving a cardboard automobile without a license
                      at the turn of the century
           my father ran into my mother
                                        on a fun-ride at Coney Island
                having spied each other eating
                                   in a French boardinghouse nearby
And having decided right there and then
                                    that she was for him entirely
      he followed her into
                                 the playland of that evening
          where the headlong meeting
                                      of their ephemeral flesh on wheels
                   hurtled them forever together

And I now in the back seat
                                     of their eternity
                                              reaching out to embrace them



Frida Kahlo standing next to an agave plant by Toni Frissell

Paired: Toni Frissell + Ansel Elkins

Autobiography of Eve by Ansel Elkins

Wearing nothing but snakeskin
boots, I blazed a footpath, the first
radical road out of the old kingdom
toward a new unknown.
When I came to those great flaming gates
of burning gold,
I stood alone in terror at the threshold
between Paradise and Earth.
There I heard a mysterious echo:
my own voice
singing to me from across the forbidden
side. I shook awake—
at once alive in a blaze of green fire.

Let it be known: I did not fall from grace.

I leapt
to freedom.


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