Joanna Gilman Hyde

Barrington Passage, NS 7:20pm

The Light from The West

fell upon the low-treed banks

of Cape Island’s Eastern Shore

& I thought:

“There is My Home —

there is The Island which houses

The Hawk

& I will drive to It

with My Husband of a decade-and-a-half

& I will be Illuminated

by Its Western Light

as We meander tonight

through what We call

The Long Way Home“