Do you think ekphrasis is dead? Are you tired of noodly, sentimental poems describing representational art? What are we doing when we are writing poems about art? What makes for a remarkable ekphrastic poem? How far can we take our description? Where is the self in an abstract ekphrastic poem? Following up on, After Ekphrasis, my post on Harriet, and to kick off April on LH, I’m looking for the best ekphrastic poem I can find. The best one to land in the handy conceptualfiction gmail account by April 14th will be published here on LH as well as receive a copy of Unleashed. Please use the subject line ekphrasis since there will be a few other contests this month. Stay tuned.