Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

VIEW FROM THE TOMATO-COLOURED COUCH 7:10pm

“I’m going into Barrington with Tyler”

“What for?”

“To watch The Fireworks at The Tree Lighting

— look what I’m wearing –“

“Let Me get My Glasses”

“My Burberry Scarf — don’t I look cute?

I look like a rich girlfriend

Who gets lots of nice

   things”

THE HAWK KITCHEN 4:15pm

I feel a momentary gladness

with a song I like on the radio

as I look out My Sliding Kitchen Doors

to The Full Clouds

illuminated by The Sun

in an opposite part of The Sky

GRASP

The West Desk Window 9:45am

I am experiencing Separation Anxiety

from The Selling

of My Mother’s Island House

She’s possessed for 50 Years —

in the cloak of The Shower

I cling all the harder

to The Little Man

while My Doctor/Husband

prescribes Ativan

STAR

The West Desk Window 8:45am

I have put My Daughter’s Name

above Her

on the wall @ The Head of Her Bed

The Name is Mine

in photographs of My Rooftop Painting

within Her Reach