Gallery Visitors Respond to For Which It Stands… Through Poetry and Prose

A person in a red sweater stands in front of a colorful mural, Robert Lynn Lambdin’s 1958 [Heroes of World War II] painting, in Meditz Gallery depicting diverse soldiers and a nurse, with an American flag in the background.
A visitor examined Robert Lynn Lambdin’s [Heroes of World War II], 1958, oil on canvas. Courtesy of Bridgeport Public Library Collections, on view in the Bellarmine Hall Galleries.
By Kiersten Bjork ’21

The Fairfield University Art Museum welcomed University and local community members to the Walsh Gallery to share poetry and prose in response to the current exhibition, For Which It Stands…

Art Speaks!

One of the beautiful things about artwork is the multitude of ways viewers can interpret a piece. Each of us brings a unique perspective—drawing on our experiences and opinions. When we view it, art speaks.

On Thurs., April 9, the museum hosted Art Speaks!, an evening of poetry and prose in the Walsh Gallery at the Regina A. Quick Center for the Arts. Community members were invited to share written works inspired by—or written in response to—works on view in For Which It Stands…

“AGAINST the GRAIN”

A smiling person, LeeAnn Weaver, stands beside the vibrant artwork Girl’s Army–the bitches by Katharine Kuharic, featuring a field of corn, two U.S. flags, and two bulldogs. The painting exudes patriotism and realism.
LeeAnn Weaver MFA’26, P’28, posed in the Walsh Gallery with the inspiration for her poem (Katharine Kuharic, Girl’s Army–the bitches, 2003, oil on linen. Courtesy of the artist and P.P.O.W., New York)

LeeAnn Weaver MFA’26, P’28, development coordinator in the Office of Advancement, attended the event with other MFA in Creative Writing program colleagues and shared a poem inspired by Katharine Kuharic’s painting, Girl’s Army–the bitches, on view in the Walsh Gallery.

Titled “AGAINST the GRAIN,” Weaver’s piece incorporated text from “America the Beautiful” and wrestled with the images in the painting.

“These exhibits are such a rich place for creative inspiration,” said Weaver. “Looking initially at this painting online, I felt moved to write the words in the poem I read.

Seeing it up close and reading the artist’s bio, I appreciated it in a completely different way. Visual art can stir up emotions that can be beautifully translated to words, and vice versa.”

The Black Soldier’s Flag Fights Back

Local resident Patricia Wade Walker shared a nonet—a nine-line poem with a descending syllable count beginning with nine—titled “The Black Soldier’s Flag Fights Back” in response to Robert Lynn Lambdin’s painting [Heroes of World War II], on view in the Bellarmine Hall Galleries.

The daughter of a Black veteran, she told attendees about the personal connection she felt upon seeing the piece, and how it inspired her to write a poem to explore what the soldier in the painting may have experienced, particularly during a time when troops were segregated.

Art Speaks! is an annual series offered by the Fairfield University Art Museum, as a way for visitors to engage creatively with the works on view.

A participant who has attended the past three Arts Speaks! events commented that “art forms universal connections and that’s the beauty of these moments. You never know what connections are going to form at an event like this.”

Related Poems

The spacious skies you look at

Above amber’s crashing waves

Tease of heaven and salvation

From the rotted fruited plain.

 

Weeds wrap around your Pilgrim feet

Enclosing, holding you to earth

Bulldog stubborn, flags to plant

In dirt you do not own.

 

Yes, God shed his grace on thee

Born not to war or hunger’s plight

You’ll crown thy good with brotherhood

Depending on the brother’s hue.

 

The grain grows strong, grows tall

Looking up with ease, it’s blue

But hard to push the grains apart

To really see what’s next to you.

 

Or who.

Who more than self their country loved

And mercy more than life!

For who?

 

A thoroughfare for freedom beat


Undimmed by human tears, they say

 

Gold refined, and cities gleamed

Every gain indeed divine.

 

And yet the grain, when pushed aside

Reveals each flaw our God to mend

His grace to shed, the patriot dream

Your neighbor carries your flag too.

 

There’s liberty in laws

Not crunched in angry bulldog’s jaws

Broken souls, no self-control

And freedom cannot ring.

 

Push arms through grain, though splinters sting

Then God will shed his grace on thee.

You’ll crown that good with brotherhood

When you learn the brother’s view.

 

Their feet are also wrapped in growth

That claims them theirs as much as you

We have a lot of work to do

 

From sea to shining sea. 

For this our fathers and mothers fought

Enemies too close for comfort

Battles harder than need be

Some wounds too deep to heal

What is proudly waved

Denies our dreams

Watch your back

Lay low

Pray

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