The Hawk Queen Bed 8:55pm
I have a window by My Bed
which lets The Whole World In
across the sonorous waves
of multitudinous peeps
the tourist cars arrive
to watch the deer
and the air of cool spring
seeps in
so soothing to a relative
from Florida
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 1:55pm
I feed upon The View
before Me
and after Me
I will be embedded
in The Face, The Blue Face
of The Earth
as I gaze over
Its expanse
My Horizon
chewed to The Core
The Hawk Kitchen 8:19am
I once created
a giant banana popsicle
covered in chocolate wax
It got driven on top
of a car
through Lower Manhattan
one fabulous night
It visited a gay bar
down by The Hudson
to arrive at The World Trade Center
@ Dawn
Joanna Gilman Hyde 