EASTERN GLOW
by Joanna Gilman Hyde
The Hawk Dining Room 8:27am
The Sky in The East
is fringed low with Gold
The Sun is somewhere
behind The Grey
The Ocean is Black
marred by waves
My Day is gathered
with Me She’ll stay
The Hawk Dining Room 8:27am
The Sky in The East
is fringed low with Gold
The Sun is somewhere
behind The Grey
The Ocean is Black
marred by waves
My Day is gathered
with Me She’ll stay
Hey Joanna. I’ve always envied your profoundly concise style of writing poetry. I’m not adept at clarity or logic, apparently. However, I am still an avid fan of your work…..by the way, this is Eston.