Some assert isolation or loneliness,
others solitude. I assert none of these.
Not loneliness; her pose is not of despair
or sadness. Her head is up, her eyes
looking forward over arm-gathered knees,
out a window into a new day. Not solitude;
her companion, lover, husband is in the
room gathering her in with tenderness,
regard, and paint. Thoughtful, yes.
Hopper was in his seventieth year
when he painted his wife Josephine.
I assert love–fine, unadorned, and
revealed–basking in morning sun.
Andrew Shattuck McBride
My inspiration for “On Edward Hopper’s ‘Morning Sun‘ (1952)” was the painting itself and NPR’s Susan Stamberg’s story “Hopper’s Pensive Lady in Pink Travels the World.”
Read it and view a photo of the painting here.
This is my August 20th poem for the postcard poetry project. I used an antique card view of pink rhododendrons titled “RHODODENDRON, Washington State Flower.” I mailed it to Sally of Corvallis, Oregon.
Blessings to Sally and all, Andy