Ekphrastic Challenges
Our Ekphrastic Challenges invite poets to respond to specific pieces of artwork. The challenges are announced via our Newsletter and our Instagram @theweesparrowpoetrypress page. Emily Tee, the judge and editor for these challenges, reads all the poems submitted and selects one winner who receives a Wee Sparrow Poetry Press notebook. A selection of poems for each challenge along with the artwork are featured in our newsletter and the winner is announced on Instagram, where we showcase their words. It is free to submit to each challenge, with the option of making a donation via our Buy Us a Coffee page.
Submission Guidelines
Poets are invited to submit one poem per challenge by email to theweesparrowpoetrypress@gmail.com. Poems must be 20 lines maximum (not including the title). In the subject line please write "Ekphrastic Challenge + name of artist" and include your poem in the body of the email (no attachments) along with your full name as you would like to see it published and your country of residence. Poems which do not relate to the artwork or do not adhere to our inclusivity statement will not be considered.
CALL FOR ARTISTS
We are looking for submissions of artwork for our ekphrastic challenges. Do you draw or paint? Then submit your artwork as a jpeg attachment to theweesparrowpoetrypress@gmail.com Write "Ekphrastic Challenge Artwork" in the subject line and your full name and country of residence in the body of the email.
Watercolour by Colin Thom
Artwork by Jane Hanson
The Sign Said: No Fishing. No Swimming.
Our galvanized bucket sloshed with minnows
like city kids crowded in a public
pool, exposed, clueless; the raised lid allowed
them to breathe, to stay lively for the hook.
Twilight, fishing was serious business.
Father poked and stirred the orange oak coals.
Fish he’d caught blew bubbles in a lidless
white bucket. We kept casting, minnows close,
the lid down, until our gold hooks were bare.
When we plunged our hands into the warm slime
the last two slipped through our thumbs and fingers.
They were too slick, too quick— us short on time.
Minnows gone, we dug deep and pulled out one worm.
We ate. We waded out neck-deep. We swam.
Robert E. Ray
USA
Artwork by Maria Berenguer Lahoz
Artwork by Adrian Pitts
Artwork by Stephanie Hamer
Artwork by Žofia Katriňáková
