THE SOBEY’S PARKING LOT 5:15pm
I Was First In Line
For My Abortion
& I Claimed It:
Him/Her I Kept
Forever In My Shattered Heart
In The Next Room Over
From That Waiting Room
Full
Of Silent Women
Joanna Gilman Hyde
"Good Morning, World!"
Month: May, 2012
May 27, 2012
PROCLAMATION 2
I Am In My Era
My Future Has Arrived
We Are In Our Era
Our Future Has Arrived
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All The Bungling
Before Us, Behind Us
Has Lead To This:
–
To Where We Are Today
And Our’s Is
A GRAND ARRIVAL
May 27, 2012
THE HAWK DECK 6:13pm
My Daughter & I
came back from The Beach
I hung Our Towels on The Line
I checked My Blog
to find a New Follower
soulblindministry
whose Donate Heart
was just like Mine
(My Daughter didn’t think so)
just like Mine
in My Eye Am
painting
Just Like Mine
May 26, 2012
THE HAWK FAMILY ROOM 6:37pm
I see A Room Inside
a big black TV Screen
I see a lamp, some books & DVDs
mirrored for My View
–
I slide over to My Left
to have a shoulder, Left
exposed with half
My Head
–
A Red Light
below My Chest
–
“DON’T MOVE”
May 25, 2012
it occurs to me that any major social change or
“acceptance” can come about seemingly only
through the application of music, poetry, or other art forms — as if to
say, the only way anything “changes” is if the pop mainstream goes along
with it, as a REACTION OF SEDUCTION, both artistically and commercially
Joanna Hyde
May 25, 2012
SOCIAL PROFILE
The Hawk Kitchen 2:32pm
Joanna Gilman Hyde Blair must be a Throwback to The Fifties:
White Stay-At-Home Mom
3rd Wife to A Silver Haired Doctor
Moderate Drinker — Would Like To Smoke
NOT A CHURCH GOER
Eats Red Meat & Lots Of It
Likes To Shop but Considers Cost
Doesn’t Care (very much) What She Drives
As Long As It Works
Has Been Seen Eating @ MacDonalds
In An Off-The-Shoulder Oprah Evening Dress
May 23, 2012
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I want You for My Candy Man Caramel
I mean Camera Man
I want Your One Eye for Mine
All Mine
before the ball gets rolling
I want You to drive with Me
in Your Big Rich Car
I want You to walk with Me
through the smelly corridor
to My Place
so You know You’re in The Right Place
The Place of Its own dis-stink-tion
Oh, You can take Your Camera out all right
just don’t aim it at My Face
just get The Incoming Hall
show The Interior on Its way — The Way
to My Living Gallery
complete with Hall of Fame and Identity Room
–
I want You as Dr Drosselmeyer
with a black patch
with Me as Your Director
with You as The Player
of Me Your Instrument
carry Your Instrument
to The Second Floor
and ring the buzzer
see if They let Us…
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May 22, 2012
THE HAWK WEST WINDOW 11:30pm
One Night On Bald Mountain
A Woman In Orange & Black
Stood Beneath Her Crow Painting
Armed With A Blunted Bread Knife
Witch, She Insisted,
She Was Using
To Make A Point
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She Directed A Party Of Mounties
To The Idea
She Would Be Escorted To Hospital
Under One Condition:
That She Receive
No Medication
Against Her Will
Officer M– Wrote Down Her Request
–
She Surrendered Her Implement
Agreed To Be Strapped
In A Semi-reclining Position
Into The Back Of An Ambulance
To Be Driven Away
One Hour
To The Yarmouth Psychiatric Unit
Where Her One Condition
Was Not Met
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Tonight, May 22nd 2012
My Husband Lay Beside Me
And Announced:
“There Are No Leaders”
Joanna Gilman Hyde 