Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

LOST ART

The Tomato-coloured Couch 6:50pm

In High School I painted

two “straight-edge” paintings —

one inspired by a dream of heavy orange magnet shapes

forming a bridge with plexi-glass topping —

another titled “Moon Vomit” with the profile

of Our Moon Face streaming down streaks of Blue, Green and Silver —

These Paintings were given to an Italian Sculptor Friend

in NYC when I left the city

— I thought He could paint on the backs of the canvas —

but over twenty-five years later

when I inquired as to Their Whereabouts

He emailed Me that His Former Wife had destroyed Them

along with other belongings —

did She destroy The Head of Me

sculpted by Romolo Del Deo —

Whose old letters I have since trashed?

Miss Matched

The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:57pm

I’ve been mismatched All My Life

yet all these cock-eyed relationships

have lead to The Castle I now occupy:

My Beautiful Home By The Sea

housing six cats, All My Artwork

& thirty pounds of diaries

COALESCENCE

The Tomato-coloured Couch 2:28pm

Numerous Little Black Birds

of an unknown variety

spun Themselves into a bulbous school

& flew around behind

with My Head in A Whirl

to see Them light

straight-lined on a wire

THE NEW STAR

The Hawk West Desk Window 10:38pm

I’ve just spray-painted

A New Silver Star

on a piece of plywood

built against the basement wall

It Radiates Its Distance

while I sit and row

on My Concept2 Rowing

Machine

having clocked 17,405,229 metres