July 31st, 2026
Yarmouth, NS
7:00 pm
In The Western Sun
of Tusket
I ate an icecream cone
costing 10 times
what it did
when I was a kid —
I chose Butter Pecan
& It dripped onto My Tongue
as I enjoyed thoroughly
every lick
July 29th, 2026
The Hawk Corner Room
9:03 am
Last Friday I dressed in Grey
2 select a Cat
from the SPCA
on Hardscratch Road
& found a Big Black Fluffy Feline
whose previous owners
had 2 give Him away
when they moved into an apartment
forbidding pets —
Now He’s Mine
not 2 take the place of Astro
(who never settled on My Bed) —
This Ozzy keeps me company
as My New Mascot should
& I love Him all the more
for being so good
July 28th, 2026
The Hawk Deck
9:15 am
What causes The Sound of Waves
suddenly 2 lull into Silence
into utter Stillness on My Deck —
is It a Change in Wind
(butt there was no Wind)
a Change in Tide?
(The Tide looks High
outside My West Side Door
of Glass)
or did The Quiet of The Morning
overtake The Day
& soak into The Ocean
calming It 2 No End
& 2 No Beginning?
July 23rd, 2026
The Hawk Deck
2:55 pm
The Summer of Ketch Harbour
began in The Rain —
no use for Eliza’s Glorious Deck —
Her Pillows had 2 be brought in.
First Night in Her Basement
soon 2 be Air BnB’d
I slept on a Twin
(which was OK by Me.)
The Next Day of Rain
I didn’t mind sitting
on Her Big Comphy Couch
reading of Vivien Leigh —
I ate hard-boiled eggs
& a chunk of Old Boursin
& waited for Eliza 2 come back
from Her Coast Guard Post
“Leading Seaman” —
She nestled beside the TV.
We ate Tabouleh & Chicken Thighs
& watched an old documentary:
Summer of The Trans-Canada Highway 1958 —
highlighting all geographic spots
throughout This Glorious Country
where My Daughter had ever been.
My 2nd Morning woke 2 mist
& a single Red-breasted Grose Beak
outside Eliza’s bedroom window
as She sat against the walnut headboard
of My Old 4-posted Bed
drinking coffee brought by Me.
Just before She left again
Eliza warmed My Heart:
“You can come back
whenever you want –“
then topped It
by texting from work:
“Stop by The Station
Mom
2 say Goodbye Again.”
July 21st, 2026
Liverpool, NS — birthplace of Eliza
3:00 pm
Coulda been a Singer
Coulda been a Surgeon —
Coulda been an Actress
(even stayed a Virgin) —
Coulda been a Golfer
Coulda been a Pro —
Coulda been a Dancer —
you should sea Me Go!
Coulda been All These “Things” —
Coulda had The Life
butt now I’m too much older
(much too young)
2 start The Path of Strife.
July 18th, 2026
The Hawk Deck
3:50 pm
Eye wonder what the other Gulls
think of My Gully
fraternizing w The Humans
& Cats
(or 1 Human & 1 Cat)
getting doled out the occasional piece
of rare bacon —
getting talked to
in high-pitched English —
getting admired as He preens
on His Rail
because He’s a PET —
Eye wonder…
July 12, 2026
The Hawk Queen Bed
1:22 am
My Daughter Eliza
has vacated Her Room
Her Lavender Room
Here On The Hawk —
Eye have laid a purple quilt
Over Her Naked Bed
2 signify Her Departure
& because I do not know
if I will make it up
for anyone else.
July 9th, 2026
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost
9:40 am
It’s as if
I’ve died already
& My Kids
have 2 go through My House
My Studio
& decide
what 2 do
w all My Work
hundreds of pieces —
“YOUR ART IS THE EXPRESSION OF YOUR FUCKING INSANITY”
as My Son
so expressly said 2 My Face
July 4th, 2026
The Hawk Deck
12:28 pm
In the still of Today’s Perfect Weather,
here on Gully’s Deck —
He nestled down by The Steps
& I thought 2 photograph Him
for posterity —
butt of course as I got up
2 retrieve my phone from The Kitchen,
He got up,
& instead of nestling down again,
as I hoped,
He did His Beautiful Arabesque,
not just once
butt w His other leg as well,
& so I complimented Him:
“Oh, how Beautiful —
such A Beautiful Gully –“
Joanna Gilman Hyde 
