Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Month: August, 2015

FIRST FLIGHT

The Hawk Deck 3:50pm

I looked up from My Knitting Block

to hear & see raucous gulls

excited in flight

one on either side

of a brown fledgling

still squeaking His First Year Call

encouraged by followers behind

& all I could do was wonder

was this His First Flight

heralded?

HIGH TIDE @ 10:22

The Hawk Deck 12:15pm

EYE

have stepped upon

The Cape

to see The Source

of All I Hear

!&!

All I Live For

I have touched

The Monument

To Safety

!&!

Lived

@ 9:30pm

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 9:30pm

I lay My Knitting aside

to go upstairs

to take My Pills

in order that I sleep

for The Rest

of My L(EYE)FE

MY FIRST SCARF

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 3:34pm

If

I

had

had

My Aqua Wool Skeins

& filament needles

in The Yarmouth Psychiatric Unit

purl

knit

purl

knit

knit

knit

knit

knit

would They have let Me

out?

POT O’ SILVER

The Hawk Dining Room 8:17pm

Tonight I see

a rainbow

complete

over The Atlantic Ocean

& Tonight I question

the wonder of My Halo

seen again Today

for forty minutes

of intensity, distraction

& sacredness

of Human Vision

PROMOTION

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:45am

Silver Sea & Silver Sky

wake Me up

to The Sun held high

over water turned to mint

The Clouds streak over

My Righteous Glint

PROGRESSION

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 2:22pm

Molten Silver greets Me

in The Morning

Hardened Gold at Night

Silver I will stock

ahead of The Game

while Gold will just delight

LORAZEPAM

The Hawk Portico 5:30pm

My Ativan Prescription

is filled @ the pharmacy

but I’m trying to figure

whether to purl or knit

instead

of going to get It —

there was a time

a grey time

when I would have held

the bottle close

& seen My Self

indulging in several times

the recommended dose

just to conk out

from life

or death

FROM MAGGOT TO SENSATIONALISM

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 6:22pm

I found A Fly, dead

but He was Bottle Blue

too beautiful to throw outside

but I had to

I could not have Him

on display

on My Kitchen Window Sill

with My Blue Bottle

Pouring Sculpture

for which I paid

$180.00

or could I?

FLAMING JUNE*

The Hawk Library 2:05pm

A Sheath of Silver

above Her Head

She lays below

Her Hair

painted through Her Tresses

bare —

She holds Her Secret

to Her Chest

*painted by Sir Frederic Leighton 1895