Joanna Gilman Hyde

The Hawk Outpost 2:27pm

I’ve taken to leaning My Elbows

on The Hawk Kitchen Outpost —

a narrow window looking East

perfect for One Person

From My Stance I can see

the backs of My Neighbour’s Barns

top branches of one deciduous tree

and two roof lines down by the shore

The Ocean spreads Itself before Me

and I can see white lines of waves

coming in

through a sizeable break

in the swath of scrub spruce

encircling this

Our Little Island