by Joanna Gilman Hyde

The Hawk West Desk Window NOON

I have My Paint Clothes on:

Black Marks and Spencer pants

of My Husband’s

from twenty years ago —

a little girl’s white knitted top

with pearl buttons

no jewellery except for My Silver Hoops

I’m waiting for My Canvas

to be delivered

I’m churning

My Meaning Of Life

over & over

in My Brain