by Joanna Gilman Hyde

The Hawk Kitchen 7:15pm

I used to announce to Hunter

when I felt a wave of happiness

& now I have felt not The Wave

but The Smooth Line — The Flat Line

of complete fulfilment:

It came in My Kitchen

cooking Fettuccine Alfredo

with spaghetti noodles

& looking out the sink window

to the evening light

on the rocks

lining My Cellar Drive