The Hawk Living Room 6:15pm
I stand at the screened-in window
higher than The Child I am
listening to two sounds
I Love:
I Love The Birds & I Love The Waves
am I being too simplistic?
Bird Life here on The Hawk
& the rhythm of surrounding Ocean
Feed Me
Sustain Me
Nourish Me
I Am Growing Up
in a small paradise
The Hawk Portico 5:11pm
How many Swells move in
in a day — across the floor
of The Hawk Beach?
To Me They are Endless
like the rhythm within
& I retire to bed
in Their Rush
The Hawk Deck 11:11am
Oh Little Bird What
Is That Song You Sing —
Are You The Voice
Of Liquid Silver
Out Beyond The Scrub Spruce
Out To The Slow Breakers
Catching The Light
Of White Sun?
Joanna Gilman Hyde 