MY HOUSE
by Joanna Gilman Hyde
The Hawk Kitchen 2:11pm
My House affords a clear view
even in the fog
I see the layers of scrub spruce
receding
from The Cats on the deck
& bread rising
with The Kettle on
The Hawk Kitchen 2:11pm
My House affords a clear view
even in the fog
I see the layers of scrub spruce
receding
from The Cats on the deck
& bread rising
with The Kettle on
Your house sounds heavenly. Let’s have tea sometime 😉
Have I ever told you I wish we could meet?
Have I ever told you I wish we could too? Just imagine the conversation 🙂
Both my husband and I read your poetry and often discuss it.