The Hawk Kitchen 2:48pm
I know what it means
to be a housewife:
picking lint galaxies
off Your Husband’s Shirts
doing a light load of wash
for A Grown Daughter
Who’s off to be
with Her Grown Brother
wondering if Your Children will appear
for supper
The Hawk Kitchen 10:45am
My Life Vessel
has been shifted
to a safer place
a Place of Light
& Security
In The Center of My Window Sill
above My Kitchen Sink
where I can reach for It
with The Deepest Reverence
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:25am
I see The Sphere
of The Sun
behind a watery Sky
luminescent behind
the foggy clouds
decking My Horizon
with Silver Grey
& Silver Wash
Joanna Gilman Hyde 