Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

ON A FOGGY EVENING

The Tomato-coloured Couch 8:16pm

EYE can lie around

M(EYE) House

like a cat

listening to the radio

and contemplating the art

veiled statues

while M(EYE) Husband

writes a long letter

to a former Lover

of M(EYE) Mother’s

Who knew Me

as TheĀ  Child

EVA’S ROSES

Sobey’s Parking Lot, Barrington Passage, NS 2:30pm

EYE am Star Woman

on Parade

with M(EYE) Hot Orange

Bouquet

of Mother-in-law Roses

EYE am moving out of the lull

of Spring

into a Summer

of Majesty

and far-flung Love

THE POWER OF TWO

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 10:22am

My Ten-thousand Square Foot Painting

Self Organizing Galaxy

still EXISTS

albeit underground

in two unwieldy bundles

somewhere within the confines

of The Orangetown Dump

in Rockland County, New York

where I grew up

1000 OUNCE RECOGNISED SILVER

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:37am

The Sun is somewhere

behind The Fog

I see the murky Silver

of sky and sea

I see The Price

of Gigantic Bars

fluctuating on

My Computer

Screen