Poetry Sisters Project — June 2016
Another month, another poetry project. This one is an ekphrastic based on this amazing sculpture by Mary Pownall Bromet, a student of Rodin’s. Our poetry pal Tanita discovered her at Kelvingrove Museum in Scotland and thought yes, and we agreed.
The sculpture is called The Harpy Celaeno. The Harpy.
A name with so many connotations. Not good ones.
But there’s always another side of the story. At least that’s what I thought.
So. Without further ado….
After Mary Pownall’s “The Harpy Celaeno”
By Liz Garton Scanlon
To be part bird but also stone?
It’s enough to drive a woman mad –
the impossibility of flight, the desire
to steal away with what belongs
to her. They call her shrill and sharp
but listen – that is a lament,
a wail, a storm of want,
a wind not in charge of herself.
Unfurl your brow, they say,
lighten your grasp. Until
she has no choice but to turn
on herself, to hold on tight.
And Poetry Friday is here! Enjoy, friends. And happy summer!