I wrote this poem in response to the painting titled Woman by Robert Campin. The painting can be found in the National Gallery, London. Here is the link: http://www.nationalgallery.org.uk/paintings/robert-campin-a-woman
My poem, Girl, can be found in the print Journal Off the Coast, International/Translation Issue, Spring 2009.
after ‘Woman’ by Robert Campin, 1378-1444, National Gallery
She rarely smiles. A thick, white veil
frames her face, stops her innocence
from straying too far;
remembering the world outside.
Here she lives, here she is
and here she stays: four walls,
bench, Bible, rosary, Cross,
pair of clogs, glass, pebble,
compass, chair, table.
She would be lost, but
for her little pleasure:
a bowl of coconut ice
refectory Sister leaves
on her windowsill.