My House
by Joanna Gilman Hyde
My House is no longer cold
With the winter air
Of isolation
My house is room temperature
Now, now
That Eye have welcomed
My Estranged Husband
As traveling companion
And friend
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Joanna Gilman Hyde 
Omg I can’t believe I found you!
For some reason I thought about you this morning, did googling, found your YouTube clip on your WTC pairing you told me about when we were hanging out. it was 1985. You were talking about making a blacelet for the Statue of Liberty!
I like your poetry a lot. It would be so nice for you to come to New York and do some poetry reading!!
The best regard,
From your old friend Hilen
Hi there Hilen !! I’m absolutely thrilled to hear from You! I thought you were long lost! I would love to see you in New York again. What’s your address?