ROCHELLE JEWEL SHAPIRO
ROCHELLE JEWEL SHAPIRO
NIGHT WINDOW
(Edward Hopper, 1928)
Out-blown blue curtain,
a wall of lamplight, carpet
like new-mown grass.
In an alcove, a small room
lit red. A woman in a full slip
bends, maybe to take off
her stockings, her bare arms
and legs
. the color of tallow.
On the block of my childhood
once lived a woman
who stood in her lit window
at night, her slip, ecru, her hair
Jean Harlow white-blonde.
Stay away from the window,
Mother warned. Men will think
you’re like her.
. I was ten years old.
Some nights I put on my mother’s
slip, the lace straps slipping off
my narrow shoulders, the hem
puddling over the linoleum
. like a nylon river.
What are you doing? Mother calls.
Get in bed and don’t make me
. come in there.
I cut the light,
. but stand at the window.