The Hawk Queen Bed 10:45pm
I see forever
the image of My Mother’s Morning
of Her standing
on the furnace grate
beside the windows in the kitchen
of The Valley Cottage House
She made oatmeal for Howard
& Me
& ate Her’s
with a wooden spoon
out of the stuck oatmeal pot
with forced air from the furnace
billowing up Her Nightgown
The Hawk Living Room 2:35pm
Dr Blair makes a striking figure
even in pants from the dirty laundry
— I didn’t get His Jeans dried on time —
so off He went to do a house call
in spotted cargo pants
black leather jacket
& stethoscope in hand
The Hawk Outpost 11:08am
I am faced
with a wintry sky
of heavy cloud
The Waves are capped
with white
against the molten grey
of sea
A check of the thermometer
confirms that I am looking
at a configuration
of cold
Joanna Gilman Hyde 