Edward Hopper, “Sunlight on Brownstones”
TOGETHER AND ALONE
My story isn’t something I can write
to suit myself
but neither is it written out for me
by someone else.
It can’t be labeled either truth or fiction.
My story’s me—
all common sense and contradiction.
Oh, I have patterns to me like the weather—
but who is ever absolutely sure
about tomorrow’s temperature?
And though my life is interlaced with yours
our separate lives are all our own,
which means that we are both
together and alone
Makes me think about “We’re all in this together.” I really love that Hopper painting.
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