Pink and Champagne

Suzanne Morris

March 26, 2023


–for Cova and Lyn



We are five old friends– 

two married couples and me– 



walking to the Houston Museum of Fine Arts

on a balmy Saturday afternoon



where Van Gogh’s

soul-baring self-portrait



will pierce me through

with sorrow and



wet my cheeks with tears.



There is barely room for two

on the sidewalk which is



heaved up in places from the

knobby roots of old, thick-trunked oaks,



and I am content to stay

a few paces behind



attuned to the back-and-forth

rhythm of your voices



the sun winking between

shaggy treetops as we pass.



How young we all feel, far

younger than our years.



One of you is dressed in beige slacks

and a champagne chiffon top,



the other in pink print cropped pants

and a pink summer sweater.



Later, while luxuriating in

glasses of chilled wine



the five of us will talk about the

paintings we found most arresting



and the catch in my voice

will show 



I am still held in the

grip of Van Gogh.



As darkness falls,



we’ll order dinner from cloth-bound menus

that–we’ll admit with a laugh– 



are hard to read by

candle flame.



For now, we advance,

the men walking behind, 



shirts open at the neck,

light jackets and comfortable slacks,



a good-natured chuckle

erupting now and then.



We have been doing this

for over a decade



and though I know that

nothing lasts forever, still



I will not be prepared

for the first death among us–  



eight years have now passed

since we lost him– 



nor for the man beside him to

lose his reason so that



eventually the couple will

cease going out.



Now there are only two of us.



As though it were yesterday, 



I can see you in your

pink cropped pants 



and you wearing beige

and champagne,



leading us on a sunny day

to a place that



none of us could have

known was there



but was, perhaps, foretold

in the portrait that



haunts me still.



Vincent van Gogh, Self-Portrait, 1887, oil on cardboard, Van Gogh Museum, Amsterdam (Vincent van Gogh Foundation).

                                   


Suzanne Morris is a novelist and poet.  Her poems have been published in anthologies, and in online poetry journals including The Texas Poetry Assignment, Emblazoned Soul Review, The New Verse News, The Pinecone Review, and Stone Poetry Quarterly. 

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