In addition to being an artist, Markus Lüpertz was a poet. Throughout the exhibition, share your Lüpertz-inspired poems with us to win prizes. Every other week, we’ll issue a new poetry challenge based on images or themes in the exhibition for fresh inspiration and chances to win.
THIS WEEK’S CHALLENGE:
Rather than chronologically, the Markus Lüpertz exhibition is organized in an optical order (more on this in a previous blog post). Write a short poem describing your response to the way Lüpertz’s works are displayed and arranged in this installation.
THIS WEEK’S PRIZE: An Individual membership to The Phillips Collection.
TO ENTER: Leave your poem in the comments here, or share on social media with #LupertzPoem. We’ll select winners on Friday, September 1.
**UPDATE: The winning poem was submitted by Rebecca B:
Walking into a room
A city
A town
A crowd
We do not simply
Walk
Into the present moment
With painted past
And indistinct future
We enter a space
Filled with
Light
Color
Voices
Feelings.
Because we enter
Through a doorway
Does not mean
We should expect
A way
We have already felt
We have already faced.
(In the format of Japanese Tanka)
Forward- Don’t Look
Flouting time’s order
paintings meander on walls
I’ll show my lover
how the beauty of progress
is not chronological
Challenge
I’m Stop
Look back
There was color now it’s mono
Stop
Ahead
Nazi crimes then abstract figures
Don’t stop don’t stop don’t stop
Challenge
Stop
Look back
There was color now it’s mono
Stop
Ahead
Nazi crimes the abstract figures
Don’t stop don’t stop don’t stop
inside the tension
between figuration and abstraction
between dramatic reference and creative manipulation
between skulls and helmets
between landscapes and classical mythology
i rebel and find my voice
First submission of Challenge poem had a typo. Please submit second without “I’m” at the beginning.
Walking into a room
A city
A town
A crowd
We do not simply
Walk
Into the present moment
With painted past
And indistinct future
We enter a space
Filled with
Light
Color
Voices
Feelings.
Because we enter
Through a doorway
Does not mean
We should not expect
A way
We have already felt
We have already faced.
EDIT:
Walking into a room
A city
A town
A crowd
We do not simply
Walk
Into the present moment
With painted past
And indistinct future
We enter a space
Filled with
Light
Color
Voices
Feelings.
Because we enter
Through a doorway
Does not mean
We should expect
A way
We have already felt
We have already faced.
Congratulations! You are the winner of an Individual membership to The Phillips Collection. Please email contests@phillipscollection.org with “Poetry Challenge” in the subject line to claim your prize. Thank you for participating!
Amy Wike, The Phillips Collection
(Inverted Haiku)
Lüpertz Inverted
Quixotic patterns at play
in adoration,
transfixed, their eyes ablaze.
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