Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

TRANSITION

The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:00pm

The Sun Is Setting

to The New South West

sending rays through

layered clouds

— rays that used to fall

on the heads of saints —

now into The Ocean

illuminating the bank in orange-gold

along My Piece of Horizon

THE HAWK BEDROOM 3:30pm

I came upstairs

to brush My Teeth

& there was That Silver

this time out on a swath of ocean

to The South West

gleaming for Me

through Silver Clouds

My Power Is In Silver

though I wear

The Colour Black

Silver is from The Moon

Our Eye-Dent-i-Teye

WHAT IS BLACK JESUS?

The Tomato-coloured Couch 1:05pm

Black Jesus is external

no matter how much He tries

to get inside Me

yesterday I turned Him into dialogue

today He’s merely a cloak I wear

in case I want to say something challenging

in public

He’s NOT My Partner

He’s just a persona —

let’s keep it that way