Invitation From HopperShe leans forward into the bay window.Water, a long way off and a loon cries.In the room, a man speaks,someone listens.  Expectationsare set in motion.  She remainsfrozen at the window, waiting,not a matter of time.  The callof the loon carries over the water.Expectations have a way of shifting. Though The Scream has been stolen,Oslo…

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