EVENING ON THE HAWK

by Joanna Gilman Hyde

The Hawk Hallway 7:34pm

My Journal Upon My Lap

Braces My Right Thigh

Crossed Over My Left

With The Final Rays Of Sun

Gracing My Kneecap

I Am Sitting To Write

Of The Exciting Time

Of Royal Birth

Growth Of Gold & Silver

& My Magic Number

Of The Day

The Only Shadow

On Our Good Favour

Is The Disappearance

Of Hunter’s Cat Cami

For The Second Time