Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

SILENCE NOW

The Hawk Portico 5:47pm

I wonder what happened

to The Clothes I left in Atlantic

when I left My Husband

for Dr Blair —

how long did They stay

in the closet Peter built

— My Shoes —

— I can’t remember

what shoes —

did He take Them

to The Salvation Army?

— but Here —

here on The Hawk

where silence greets Me

from My Red Deck Chair

where I can hear a bird fly

or a neighbour’s flag flap

and the surf, always the surf

— Here I needn’t ask —

OCEAN LIGHT

The Hawk Outpost 9:34am

The Swath Of Silver

Beyond My Post

Blinds Me To Its Essence

But Reminds Me

Of My Security

In My Lovely House

By The Sea