The Hawk Queen Bed 10:34pm
My Master Plan is to be The Star
Super like no other
so that all I touch will turn to Silver
& all I own to Gold
I will dress My Self as I do now
with careful thought & pride
& live upon My Cans of Soup
My Flame Flung Far & Wide
The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:17pm
I can write whatever I want
a privilege not held in all countries
there, where Women are struggling
while I sit in My Sea-side Outpost
wanting to give, will, Them The Power
I have
to fight the wars Their Men
have made
to fight the hunger of Their
babes
what can I do
but write
My Freedom
& hope It spreads?
The Hawk West Desk Window 10:25am
I have turned toward The East
with The Sun Behind
and The Moon Ahead
toward The Women Who Wear
Gold On Their Wrists
Silver In Their Hair
In Societies Where They Are Allowed
to put Personal Wealth
on display
in order to Hold It
Joanna Gilman Hyde 