Joanna Gilman Hyde

My Bedroom 4:00pm

Eye have toppled the WTC

Single-handedly

With my last application

Of black

Shining within the singularity

Of Stratospheric

Universe

The Hawk Corner Room 1:11 am

Light on light

I looked

Through binoculars

At the subtle moon

Shining on my watered horizon

And slowly — ever so slowly

My first sighting

Of a lit-up cruise ship

Fell into line