Can she trust him ? Her heavy-lidded eyes,
pouty lipsticked mouth, she has the redhead's
true pallor like skimmed-milk, damned good looking
and she guesses she knows it, but what exactly
has it gotten her so far and where ?
excerpt from
Joyce Carol Oates
"Edward Hopper's Nighthawks 1942"
The Hopper Project
WNEP 2011
http://ghpoetryplace.blogspot.com/2010/10/nighthawks.html
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