Girl at the Fountain Ekphrastic Poem – Harper Scott

Girl at the Fountain – William Morris Hunt

waterbearer

she asks for nothing 

hand above her head,

begging the fount of some greek myth

to be swift and plentiful. 

 

her silhouette shadowed

onto blistering cement, 

hovering near what’s cold and clear. 

behind her, an endless green. 

 

hills and freedom and steady breath 

while she lives in grey secluded servitude. 

 

someone once told me 

they made the jug 

to fit a woman’s shape–

 

is that what we look like to you? 

 

i wish i could turn her around to face me,

set my hands on her shoulders

and carry the liquid weight for her.

 

but what she will bring upon her hip–

is the lifeblood of man, 

balanced on a corset & a smile. 

 

Explanation: 

When writing this poem, I thought back on what we have read from poems like Trethewey’s “Vignette.” I loved the way that she was able to describe what was happening in the photograph while also creating a little bit of her own narrative about the woman in the portrait. I felt a similar way about the woman in the painting I selected, which is “Girl at the Fountain” by William Morris Hunt. When I looked at her, I saw the literal job she was doing, carrying water, but I also saw so much emotion in her body language and facial expressions. I wanted to create a poem that emulated those feelings more than just plainly describing what was happening in the artwork. 

I chose to focus a lot on the shapes in the poem– the shape of her dress, her body, and the jug she is carrying. I did this to try and emphasize the struggle of women to fit into these certain boxes. For example, she’s doing manual labor in a full gown. I don’t know if any of you have ever tried that, but it’s not pleasant. 

The line breaks in this poem weren’t super purposeful except for the very first line, “she asks for nothing.” I wanted that line to stand out to emphasize the selfless nature of the woman in the painting. 

I hope you all enjoy it! 

I did not use generative AI to create this poem. 

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