The Summer of Ketch Harbour
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.”
Joanna Gilman Hyde 
