SELF-PORTRAIT
The Hawk Corner Room 2:43pm
I sit angled on The Couch
half-way facing The Steel-cold Ocean
My Right Arm crooked on a blanket
to hold My Silver Pen
My Knees bent on the edge of a cushion
I am warm
& breathing
The Hawk Corner Room 2:43pm
I sit angled on The Couch
half-way facing The Steel-cold Ocean
My Right Arm crooked on a blanket
to hold My Silver Pen
My Knees bent on the edge of a cushion
I am warm
& breathing
The Hawk West Desk Window Noon
Dust Balls — mostly fine cat hair —
gather up in My House
like Galactic Formations
always in the same places
though I just found
a New One
looking like a Chickadees’s Nest
below My Husband’s bedside table
where I stood
to fold His Laundry