Bethesda Fountain, Central Park (Thursday Doors)
Inside mythical tides
the secrets of our origins
abide. We begin
as vessels, empty,
waiting for the mysteries
of transformation—
vast, deep, alive.
What flows what moves
through us like water?
What cleanses, what heals?
Fountains echo the music
mirrored in skies of dreams
Bethesda Fountain sits between Bethesda Terrace and The Lake in the middle of Central Park. Known for it’s sculpture, The Angel of the Waters, designed by Emma Stebbins, it has been featured in many films and is a popular destination for wedding photos–there were several couples posing on the day we visited in October.
The base of the fountain was designed by Vaux and Mould, who also designed Belvedere Castle. The water around it contains waterlilies, lotus, and papyrus.
Both the terrace and fountain were named for the Pool of Bethesda, which was blessed with healing powers by an angel, and where Jesus healed a sick man who was unable to reach the pool. Stebbins also wished to celebrate the opening of the Croton Aqueduct, which brought fresh water to NYC for the first time, providing a way to avoid the many deaths of residents of the city caused by contaminated water.
In a reprise of a familiar story, both the Terrace and Fountain were abandoned and had decayed by the 1970s. As one of their first projects, the Central Park Conservancy restored them in the early 1980s.
We began our circumnavigation of The Lake on the west side of the park, moving south toward the fountain. There are wonderful views on every side.

Across The Lake from the fountain is the Boathouse, where you can rent a rowboat. We continued our walk around in that direction.
The Boathouse also houses a restaurant and a cafe.
Past the Boathouse, you enter the Ramble, a popular birding spot. Besides the usual sparrows, blue jays, robins, and cardinals, we spotted a downy woodpecker, and identified many birds we could hear but not see with my sister-in-law’s Audubon app. And of course squirrels were everywhere.
Here’s a view of the lake from inside the Ramble. As you can see, the day was one of very changeable skies.
My poem is a quadrille for dVerse, where De has provided the word what.
You can find more details about the Fountain, here , at the Daytonian.
And look for more doors, as always, at Thursday Doors, hosted by Dan Antion.








That’s a lovely poem, Kerfe. I’ve been to the fountain many times, (I’ve even taken the walk through the Ramble. I think I have photos like these somewhere. Your poetic description is wonderful. I didn’t know the history, but I remember it from when I lived in Queens in 1977-78 and I was very pleased at the change when I took our daughter there in the late ’90s. Thanks for sharing the photos in and around the area along with your poem.
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Thanks Dan. Nina and I often went to the Park to sketch in the 70s but I have no recollection of how run down it was. I guess I must have blocked it out.
The fountain really is a gem. It invites happiness. And I love all the little pockets of nature tucked into the Park.
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We didn’t have many opportunities to visit the park back then. We were always a little nervous. I was from Pittsburgh, my ex was from upstate NY. Not quite country bumpkins, but not city folk.
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My first week in NYC, as a suburban student at FIT, my friend and I were catcalled and groped by some construction workers. I learned street smarts quickly.
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What flows what moves
through us like water? – love this!
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Thanks Rajani–how can one not be inspired by the elements?
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Agree!
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Lovely, as usual.
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Thanks VJ. We need to savor the good things.
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Indeed. You’re welcome
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This is wonderful…..
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Thanks Janet. A fountain is always a treasure.
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beautiful fountain!
i think we need one of those in this Besthesda here
https://geotopoi.wordpress.com/tag/bethesda/
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That’s a magical place. Yes indeed!
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Wonderful! 🤗😊
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Thanks Ashley!
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Everything is so beautiful, I never realized. Thank you for this tour. It’s the perfect accompaniment to your wonderful poem. Hugs.
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Thanks Teagan. The city has many manifestations, like everywhere else on the planet.
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I always think of the beautiful architecture. Of course, I “know” about Central Park, but it doesn’t get portrayed very favorably. I also realize that it’s large. But I didn’t expect the vibe of Victorian serenity or the Zen-like quiet that I felt in your photographs. 🙂
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The city gets a bad rap in general. It’s not a monolith, but a series of small interconnected neighborhoods.
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These are some gorgeous spaces, Kerfe. I had no idea that Central Park holds such beauty. Also thank you for the special card that now has a place on my altar. You lifted me up when I needed it most.
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Thanks Colleen. We think of cities as concrete jungles, but in reality, most cities include spaces like this. It’s a good thing.
And I’m glad the card had its intended effect.
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Thanks again. It was perfect. I share my altar when I write my poem. I just bought the Jungian Tarot cards and book. I’m working on dream tending.
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Jung is good for dreams.
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Yes. My spiritual journey will deepen in these dark times.
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We need to nourish our spirit.
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Wonderful poem photos and the added details of the restoration of the fountain area. Love your poem’s refreshing sentiments: “What flows what moves through us like water?”
Love the photos of the water and the all landscape in general. Central Park has a vibrancy and a calmness to it. Thank you for sharing your insights and travels into that beautiful parkland…a sanctuary, I think.
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Thanks Suzette. Water is a balm no matter where we find it. And yes, Central Park is one of the city’s sanctuaries. We are lucky that parkland was included in the planning of all five boroughs.
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I greatly enjoyed how much you linked the fountain to life through wonderful metaphors. Thanks for sharing a bit of the Central Park’s beauty.
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Thanks Frank. You know all about the connection of water to life.
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I love your poem! The fountain is pretty impressive, too.
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Thanks Liz. It’s a treasure.
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You’re welcome, Kerfe.
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Very interesting for lots of different reasons. I like being pushed to “look” outside the usual. Nice.
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Thanks Neil. One bonus of having visitors is that it helps you see your surroundings anew.
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Lovely post, Kerfe! I remember when Ed Koch re-opened Bethesda Fountain.
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Thanks Jack. The Central Patk Conservancy continues to do good work to maintain it. I wish Riverside Park would attract a few rich donors too.
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I love the cosmic, questioning of your poem, and I enjoyed the tour of that section of the park. The fountain, lake, and surrounding area are beautiful.
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Thanks Merril. We can’t stop asking those questions. And yes, I’m lucky to have Cental Park only a few minute’s walk away.
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You’re welcome, Kerfe.
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HI Kerfe, the fountain is delightful and your poem compliments it beautifully.
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Thanks Robbie.
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My pleasure, Kerfe
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I do enjoy these forays into Central Park, Kerfe – and a beautiful poem and images to accompany!
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Thanks Ingrid. I’m sure there will be more.
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What a beautiful park, and all that magical, moving water!
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It is! Thanks Jane.
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I subscribed to your substack at least I think I did–but they didn’t ask for an email. I have more than one email so I have no idea where or if it will show up. I do miss reading your poems. Fingers crossed.
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I don’t see you on the list of subscribers. They all have an email, so it it didn’t ask you for one I have no idea how they expect you to be notified. This is the URL of my substack. Maybe you can get into it to read here.
https://janedougherty33.substack.com/
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Thanks–I tried with the link–hopefully that works.
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You’ve appeared in the list now! Most of the poems you’ll have seen already. The short fiction will be new though.
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That’s good!
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Kerfe the poem is wonderful!! I enjoyed the photos too – If I ever get to NYC I’m going to insist we visit Central Park! There are currently 67 geocaches in the park and probably another 20 within a block of the perimeter!!!
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If you come we will definitely meet for coffee at least!
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That would be wonderful!! I’ll let you know when we make it back to NY!
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A lovely poem Kerfe and beautiful and wonderful pictures of the lake, the boathouse and the castle. Thanks 👍
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Thanks Kamal. It’s a wonderful place.
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You are always welcome dear Kerfe and yes it absolutely is. Enjoy 😊
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Of course I had to find out what a quadrille is. You must love a challenge: 44 words and a what! As always, beautifully crafted. I’ve read it through several times; I do believe there is something of calm water in it. I’ve never been to NYC, and I can see that Central Park is a lot different from what I pictured it to be.
I love that top photo, with the angel’s wings against the break in the clouds. “Music mirrored in skies of dreams” indeed. The concept of music mirrored is wonderful, as is the poem. A great beginning to my week — thanks!
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Thanks Maureen. People have a skewed version of NYC–first of all it’s not a monolith, but a conglomeration of connected but very different neighborhoods and peoples. Even coming here and doing the touristy things misses most of what the city is. But I think that’s true of everywhere–look at poor Springfield, Ohio–we all need to be wary of stereotypes.
The sky was wonderful that day–ok, it’s pretty much always amazing– but particularly good as a background for wings. I’m glad I could give your week a boost!
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My aunt used to live in Brooklyn. As I’ve followed Dan’s Doors and seen Brooklyn houses, I’ve been completely re-educated. I’d always pictured my aunt’s life there so differently! You are so right about stereotypes — I try to guard against them, but there they are! So I appreciate the new seeings.
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Yes, it’s hard to avoid them.
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What a beautiful oasis and lovely poem. I could sit by those fountains and the lake for hours. Thank you for sharing this!
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Thanks Brenda. It’s indeed an oasis.
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