MIXED METAPHOR
by Joanna Gilman Hyde
The Hawk Portico 6:25pm
When The Waves
At The Back
Have Accompanied Me
Through Midday,
Simmering Down By Evening,
I Come To The Front
To The Hawk Portico
Where I Can Turn My Ear
To A New Batch
The Hawk Portico 6:25pm
When The Waves
At The Back
Have Accompanied Me
Through Midday,
Simmering Down By Evening,
I Come To The Front
To The Hawk Portico
Where I Can Turn My Ear
To A New Batch