SLIPSTREAM published my poem EVERY WINDOW LEADS TO EDWARD HOPPER
Hope you can read my photo of the page. I’m including the paintings that inspired me.
EVERY WINDOW LEADS TO EDWARD HOPPER
In my overheated apartment, I have on a red
t-shirt that says One Word at a Time.
I sit on a beige brocade couch, bare feet
on woolen vines of my Chinese carpet.
In my night picture window, I’m that woman
wearing a floppy-brimmed yellow
cloche, alone at a table in The Automat.
The corner radiator gives off so little steam
I keep my green coat on. I look
into my cup of joe. I’ve been waiting
here since 1927, and still the man I love
hasn’t shown up.
Posterity will find him
at the cherrywood counter
of the brightly lit diner
next to his wife
October 10, 2018 @ 9:28 am
remarkable insight. If only the poem could hang along side the painting in the museum
October 10, 2018 @ 7:55 pm
Oh, how beautiful!