Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

September 19th

September 19th, 2026

The Hawk Queen Bed

7:00 am

My Father’s Birthday —

Francois Michael Louis Tonetti Hyde

named after The Sculptor

He could never live up 2 —

My Father could play the cello

& sing

& why is it that we must

always list Our Talents?

He married My Mother

(They were Childhood Playmates)

January 30th, 1960

& took His First Child,

Me,

2 Gabon, Africa

where My Brother was conceived

& where My Mother

said She had the worst year

of Her Life.

When I was a teenager

I asked Mom,

“What was Dad’s job in Africa?”

She answered,

“He was teaching Africans

how 2 drive tractors.”

In 1974 My Father went bankrupt

on His dairy farm

in upstate New York

& moved His 2nd Family

2 Tehran, Iran

leaving Me

2 miss My Stepsister Thea

more than I missed My Father —

He left Tehran under evacuation

& wound up

in Riyadh, Saudi Arabia

working in “The Shipping Business”

for 25 years —

retiring 2 His 2nd Wife’s rundown farmhouse

in Vermont

where He woke up at 4:00 am

2 drive patients 2 hospitals

for casual employment.

Did Eye love My Father?

I guess I did,

butt My Mother tried

2 turn Me against Him

& took Me 2 court w Her

when She was suing Him

for child support

& had His Early American Furniture

sequestrated:

Big Brown pieces

She told Me more than once

She never did like 2 oil

w Lemon Oil

(& She disliked ironing

His white shirts for work)

so why did She marry Him?

I asked Her that 2

& She answered:

“I married Your Father

for 3 Reasons:

2 hold onto My Childhood,

because I loved His Family,

& I couldn’t stand the thought

of anyone else marrying Him.”

September 18th, 2026

September 18th, 2026

The Hawk Slipper Chair

7:11 am

The Headiness of 2 days ago

has subsided

& in its place

(if there is a place)

is My Command 2 M(eye) Self

& 2 The World:

“EMBELLISH —

EMBLAZON”

(I need a new pen)

The Biggest Day of M(eye) Life (so far)

September 16th, 2026

The Tomato-coloured Couch

4:30 pm

We all have our hauntings

& Mine is Maria

yet Today

that stab in My Heart (cervix & brain)

has been overshadowed

over-glowed

by M(eye) Longest Exchange (so far)

w The Little Man

w whom Eye have what I would say

is a “Good Rapore”

Dreams

September 15th, 2026

The Hawk Corner Room

9:30 am

Last night I stood

giving birth 2 a baby

clothed in what I presume

were swaddling clothes

(or mummy wrappings?)

I had 2 uncover

him or her

layer by layer

& then he/she

got lost —

later I was on a solitary road trip

around unfamiliar, made-up places

here in lovely Nova Scotia

driving the slate-blue Ford

Dr Fraudster bought me

without consulting me,

& suddenly found myself

stuck in a cloud of heavy white mist —

it wasn’t fog —

I could see nothing

except a slight opening

2 my upper right

revealing what I guessed

2 be Western Sky

& I felt it was time enough

I had spent

here in lovely Nova Scotia

M(eye) Pets

September 13th, 2026

The Hawk Deck

9:00 am

Gully, Molly & Ozzy —

how did I obtain

3 pets of 2 syllables

ending in Why?

Dr Fraudster

September 6th, 2026

The Hawk Utility Room

5:26 am

Dr Blair was a Fucker —

He fucked Me

w all His Might —

(which wasn’t much)

on into The Night

of Our Darkest Hour

when Eye got livid

@ His Falsehood —

He never saw Me

for My Worth —

instead He used Me

2 clean & cook

(which Eye didn’t mind doing)

butt He ignored My Capacity

for Artistic Genius —

& when Eye asked Him

if Eye was THAT

He said “No.”

The Moon?

September 6th, 2026

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost

4:15 am

The Crescent Moon

is really the only astrological body

Eye pay any heed 2 —

how It’s caught

in Its celestial travels

around Our Earth —

or is Earth

around The Moon?

The Workings of God’s Mind

September 4th, 2026

The Hawk Slipper Chair

8:30 am

Endlessly

She picks & picks

up Threaded Galaxies

off fields of fabric skies

off layers of cosmic flooring

between thumb &  forefinger

2 be deposited

Forever

into Black Holes

of sinks, garbage cans, toilets

Good Morning Maria

September 2nd, 2026

The Hawk Queen Bed

5:26 am

Eye had You that extra week

so that You would grow

so that You could be killed —

that’s how much Your Father

didn’t want You.

But I wanted You — badly enough

to make up a Blue Devil

in Your Place —

“The Impetuous Child”

Who would linger forever

as The Male Counterpart.

8:10 am

(continued)

The stillness has me plastered

2 My Chair.

I can hear

a distant rooster

slight ringing in my ears

my sun hat brushing

the back of The Chair

Molly licking condensation

off the vinyl siding

out here on My Deck

in the sublimity of this rare morning.

8:24 am

Is that Gully over there

on Robert Ross’s Blue Roof

preening in this stillest of mornings?

Ozzy is inside

on the chair Astro died in

& I am situated

w no confines

drinking tea

which needs 2 be heated up.