Illustrated Poetry

At the beginning of 2022, I decided to start a project that integrated my love for poetry with my ink drawing practice. Each drawing is accompanied by the lines of poetry that inspired it and a link to the poem’s source.

“Beneath her shirt pages turn,
climbing her shoulders. Images
rearrange her breasts, then the thin line

of clavicle highlighting her underwire
x: two satin cups, black straps.”

from “Portrait with Lorca” by Susan Rich
“she who ministered the hawk to the hornbill, against the hornbill’s will.
who is crowns of forsythia wearing a Land’s End overcoat.”

from “catalog of failed women whom I’ve loved or been or prayed for” by Indrani Sengupta
“Ungutted, minus the blood loss,
the weight
of the dead is the same
as the weight of the living.”

from “Lone Elk” by Stephanie Pippin
“Like the other girls, I made myself pretty for the war. I painted snakes and birds on my hands in the style of the war, I cut a black line across my eyes and called that warpaint. I walked the dog on the war’s red whip.”

from “A Brief History of the War” by Kathryn Bratt-Pfotenhauer
“As prayer flags give their prayers to wind,
let my constancy compound. As fire metastasizes.

Sew me into my dark
and if a spark falls on my collar, cover it

with a needlework of charnel flowers.”

from “Doha Melt-Down Elegy” by Alice Fulton
“Tonight, my love, we are free
of men, of gods, and I am a river

against you, drawn to current and eddy,
ready to make, to be unmade.”

from “Bedtime Story for the Bruised-Hearted” by Donika Kelly
“Given all springs nested inside this one, like not-yet flowers nested inside a branch.”

from “Litany (Paulownia)” by Kasey Jueds
“He’s one of those men who depend
on my politeness, says to visualize which end
of the barrel you’d like to be on.

He owns a gun farm in Florida—
they grow in swamps like water chestnuts.”

from “On the Forces of Improvisation Under the Gun Law” by Maya C. Popa
“When night becomes heavy, I break a hole
in the bag of the universe and climb out.”

from “When We Make Lifelines, the Universe Breathes a Little Easier” by Kelli Russell Agodon