Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

FIRST POEM IN A NEW JOURNAL

The Hawk West Desk Window 8:45pm

I can watch The Sun go down

in The West

over prehistoric islands

then I can watch It rise

in The East

over My Favourite

Ocean

IN COSTUME

The Tomato-coloured Couch 3:54pm

Yesterday I scared a cat

at Eva’s House

with My Grey Gardens Sun Hat

still on My Head

I walked through the kitchen

and poor Kitty Kitty

freaked out —

Her Tail got fat

and she tore out

stopping to stare

in disbelief

LEONA LINK’S BIRTHDAY

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 2:15pm

I saw a black-headed Grackle

atop My Scraggly Apple

as I put together

a shepherd’s pie

and stopped

to watch

His Darkness

against The Sky

SACROSANCT

The Hawk Deck 9:11am

Each sunny morning

now in The Spring

I take My Banana

to The North East Corner

of Our Property

to a bank

where I dumped My Dead X-Miss Tree

& toss The Peel

below My Feet

SILVER CALLS ME HOME

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:57am

Silver reaches Me

gleaming off The Sea

into My brilliant little kitchen

Silver is My Foundation

from My Shower of Silver Lights

I have grown

into Its Representative

and I will carry samples

of Its Refinement

wherever I shall be