Joanna Gilman Hyde

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