Featured Poem: Water Girl

By Margaret L. Hanna
Central Ohio Branch

 

As tall as my viburnum bush

Stone girl stands

Empty water well at her side.

She waits.

Cement bucket at her bare feet.

Wearing maid’s cap and apron,

She stands daily.

Her duty

To enhance the scene.

Never moving

looking for water

She becomes

No longer a fountain

spilling water

but an ornament

catching today’s rain water.

6 comments

  1. Claire Massey says:

    This poem brings to mind a lovely garden scene. And perhaps the hope that “catching today’s rain” will prove prophetic for our drought-stricken areas. Will the stone girl’s bucket fill?

  2. Andrea says:

    Lovely poem about water, an element that is so vital to us and all of nature, and the humble vessel that bears it. Thank you!

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