The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 3:40pm
Today Is A Great Day —
I am dressed in My Daughter’s Clothes
& I have seen The Sacred Picture
of A Woman Beaming
with Her Arm around The Waist
of The Love of Her Life
The Hawk Queen Bed 7:05pm
EYE slipped The Purple Evening
Dress
V – front
into Its Black Zippered
garment bag
& zipped the zippered
Satin Lips
over My Black-stockinged
Legs
deep inside
My Closet
Highway 103, NS
both batches of birds
migrate in V formation
over the sun roof
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 2:47pm
I saw a Star
in a contemplative
moment —
The Moment has come
alive
& I hear a song
on the radio
setting
Me
to wait
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:13am
Out of
the little dark
hospital room
of 22 years
ago,
sprung
WITCH
Doctor?
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:30am
Out of The Clear
Blue Air I saw
2 Silver Birds, flying
in tandem, & watched
Them across the sky
until They
disappeared
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Date/Time
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Activity | Location | |
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11/02/2015 – Monday
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| 5:11 am | Shipment information sent to FedEx | ||
| 1:32 pm | Picked up | LEEDS GB | |
| 3:00 pm | Left FedEx origin facility | LEEDS GB | |
| 6:17 pm | In transit | MANCHESTER GB | |
| 7:03 pm | In transit | MANCHESTER GB | |
| 9:46 pm | Arrived at FedEx location | ROISSY CHARLES DE GAULLE CEDEX FR | |
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11/03/2015 – Tuesday
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| 12:34 am | In transit | ROISSY CHARLES DE GAULLE CEDEX FR | |
| 4:02 am | Departed FedEx location | ROISSY CHARLES DE GAULLE CEDEX FR | |
| 4:05 am | In transit | ROISSY CHARLES DE GAULLE CEDEX FR | |
| 5:45 am | Arrived at FedEx location | NEWARK, NJ | |
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 5:00pm
I grip My Glass
My Life Glass
pushing It hard against
My Ice Dispenser
filling It with frozen crescents
I carry My Frosted Glass
to the sink faucet
filling It with Water
I drink The Essence
of Life
&
Live
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 3:47pm
My Pickled Husband
has just ordered Me
a bulletproof vest
off the internet —
I can go anywhere
now
I am ready
& set
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 2:22pm
Would I get back
My Exuberance
if I donned My Black Oprah Dress
& loaded up My Wrists with Silver?
Would I tramp around
the house
belting out declarations — some
original — some not
to My Captive Audience of One:
My Despairing Husband
Would I feel the heady height
of My loquacious
Self?
Joanna Gilman Hyde 