The Hawk Queen Bed 10:25pm
Tonight I’ll tell You
what I don’t hear:
the peepers & the waves
are closed out
by south windows shut
against a breeze too cool
— the north bathroom window is open
partially
but not a breath of sea
comes through
— an elderly cat, encouraged
to stay on Our Bed
& purr
has refused the invitation
All that’s left
is Hunter rattling
the spherical wire
inside His Jug
of night time protein drink
consumed
The Hawk Deck 1:25pm
I have moved away
from My Childhood
into the backyard
of Maturity
where birds occupy My Attention
& a southerly breeze ruffles the hedge
behind My House
I look to The Sea
while The Indoor Cat
— an older one —
briefly visits
June 8, The Hawk Living Room 10:00pm
I’ve Caught The Moon
In My Living Room Sky Light
Arriving
Through This Late
And Early
Evening
I See Its Thin Beam
Shining Down To Our Balcony
Through The Spindles
Defining Shadows
Of The Luminous Streaks
Of My Age
Joanna Gilman Hyde 