by Joanna Gilman Hyde
The Tomato-coloured Couch 2:00pm
Today I watched
a Universe drift through
My House — It started —
if I can use that phrase —
under a table in The Living Room
which displays The Heads of Hunter & Rudy*
and when I opened the front door
to let a cat in
(She changed Her Mind)
The Universe swept Its Self through
My Dining Room
and into The Kitchen
to roll to a stop
string theories in place
at My Grandmother’s wrought iron chair
where I sit
to look out
*Rudy died on Tuesday, April 26th. He never got to see the sculpture.
Sorry to hear regarding Rudy.
The funeral was on my birthday but it felt really good to give unexpectedly crying hugs to his widow.