Joanna Gilman Hyde

a fire sale – I must resort to a fire sale

for My Mother's House on McNutt Island

It's been in My Possession as Executor of The Hyde Estate

since She died nineteen years ago

                        I still own it

I own It's apple trees, It's meadows, It's Fish House by the cove

                        It has to go --

It can go for anything I can get for It

                        for I have put nothing into It

                        except memories

                        & They come free

-

by Joanna Hyde
 April 17th 2012   The Hawk Deck   9:04am

There goes My Amazing Daughter

pounding down the road, twice, without stopping

having left behind a mess, of sorts, in the kitchen

So here I sit watching the waves

breaking pounding in Me

after drawing up a Real Estate Ad

to sell My Mother’s Dream

Quick Sale —

So That I May Have My Dream

here on The Hawk

with The Crows

The Cats

Hunter

& My Daughter

who wants to go surf

 –

Joanna Hyde
April 18th 2012   The Hawk Portico   6:00pm

I must expel

The Dream of My Mother

which caught Me

in Its Apple Branches

which caught

My Children’s Father

in Her Spell

My Spell

–

Tonight I offered

My Children’s Father

a finder’s fee for a buyer

for McNutt —

My Mother’s Island

where He asked Me

if I missed Him —

The Summer Island where

We built

The Thoreau House

I was pregnant then

with Our First Child

–

Joanna Hyde
April 17th 2012   The Hawk Kitchen   5:22pm

–

out on Highway 3 in Barrington Passage, Nova Scotia

painted June 8, 2012 by Joanna Hyde Blair at 2:00 in the afternoon, with 
permission from the Department of Transportation of Nova Scotia, and The 
Municipality of Barrington.

 The Kindness of Psychiatrists

is very fine indeed

It ventures only rarely

to the source of what It needs

–

It needs an object to bestow

Its graceful Hand upon

This happened to Me on a Friday Night

where I was just that One

–

in dampened light

of a Doctors’ Party

I WORE RED

Dear Nurse Bill

sang My Song

until everything was said

–

It was Time To Go

I was about to leave

when Dr John

called out to Me

–

He hurried over

to shake My Hand

“You Are Fine?”

–

Joanna Hyde
April 22nd   2012   The Hawk West Window   12:08pm
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Today I communed with a Bug

He was a lovely longish iridescent Bug

I called Him over to Me

He came along the edge of the black

wrought iron table

on The Deck —

I gave Him My Right Index Finger

to crawl upon – I looked at Him carefully

but then a bit of rain came —

I put Him back on the edge

& went inside

the rain stopped

when I came out again He’d made His Way back

to the far corner of the table

where He stood when I spoke to Him

I looked at Him again

–

A Deluge Came

–

Joanna Hyde
April 22nd 2012 The Hawk Kitchen 4:45pm
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 I once sat on a screened-in porch

where I thought I could be

if not happy at least

somehow relieved

wrapped in a comforter

or was it just that sweater

I wore when I was so sick

too sick to live

too sick to want to live?

Now Instead I Sit

Proudly On My New Front Stoop

Heralded By The Sun

Underneath A Sun Hat

Glittering Around My Eyes

Gently Lifting

To The Breeze Off My Ocean

Joanna Hyde
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April 24th 2012   The Hawk Portico   2:48pm

Oh that I could add My Laughter

to The Sounds of The Birds

but You can

“Don’t You mean She Was Mentally Ill?”

.            “Yes, but that doesn’t mean She is Now”

Here, I’ll just have another glass

.          of White Wine

out here on The Portico

with The Comings & Goings

.         of The Neighbours —

One I just invited over —

One I’m not inclined to invite

& One has a Bunny in Her Driveway

–

Joanna Hyde
April 26th 2012   The Hawk Portico   5:14pm
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–

–

–

Me & M’ Bulletproof Vest

DAT AINT NO CONDOM

gonna be wavin’

gots M’ Designer Shades up

gots M’ Kicks

got M’ 22 —

M’ Flo Pen

hawk dem Ghetto Birds

NO HALF STEPPIN

–

Me & M’ Bulletproof Threads

gonna be struttin’ wid M’ Pilot

gonna put up M’ Burner

bomb M’ Tag

–

I’M ALL CITY

–

Joanna Hyde
May 8th 2012   The Hawk West Window   1:04pm
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I

have seen

the silhouette of My Left Hand

through the soaking wash cloth

of

My Shower:

It is a capable Hand

broad as it is long

and It is a Free Hand

–

Joanna Hyde
February 10^th 2012   The Hawk
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