The Hawk Living Room 12:56pm
Dr Blair bathes every morning
& has Me wash His Silver Hair
I lay out His Clothes —
moss green & grey
He shaves & smells so good
I feed Him His Breakfast —
instant oatmeal
protein shake
in front of The Computer
He changes His Slippers
for ageless Echo Shoes
& if Meniere’s Disease
doesn’t hit Him
between The Ears
He puts on His Leather Coat
with pen, cell phone
& gum
& is out The Door
The Hawk Outpost 6:46pm
The Clouds Tonight
look like The Face
of Jupiter
undulating as They do
like waves
on an incoming shore
variations of grey & blue
hover over
My Yard
where Our Biggest Cat
Astro
sits to listen
to The Birds of Evening
while The Sky sits
above
The Hawk Glass Table 3:00pm
Clear Squawk Of The Jay
Calls Me To My Infancy
His Nestlings Are Safe?
The Hawk Queen Bed 11:00am
Last Night I Went To Sleep
Under The Flash Of Our Light House
pulsating every five seconds
–
To Wake This Morning
To Our Sun Over
The Crest Of Ocean
infinitely scattered
The Hawk Kitchen NOON
Handsome Jay Atop
Weathered Newel Post Just For Me
Deepest Close-up Blues
The Hawk Queen Bed 4:00am
Static Of The Sea
Wherein Does My Power Lie?
Static Of The Sea
The Hawk West Desk Window 10:25pm
We’re down to one feeble
peeper
in The Muskrat Pond
Do all the rest
have mates?
Or having given up on His Own
is He calling over
to another
bog?
The Hawk Portico 2:22pm
This is what I should
be doing —
sitting in The Sun
in The Quiet of
My Life
listening to The Birds
& deciding
what to
write
–
The Tomato-coloured Couch 2:53pm
I sit in a shaft
of Sunlight
journal on My Lap
ready to write
& I can write only
that I am in Love —
I Am In Love
With Life
The Hawk Outpost 10:15am
Beneath the woven stippling
of cloud
shimmering Silver
greets My Day
I see cross-hatches of Light
above My Horizon
and glittering grey
below
I know
Our World
and I know
Our Life
Joanna Gilman Hyde 