Joanna Gilman Hyde

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Month: March, 2021

My House

What does my house contain?

Walls plastered with art

mine and my friends

5 cats

my mother’s furniture

what’s left of it

The makings of a life anew

minus one second husband

and out every window

views of the great


The Pleasure of Eating

Eye eat my Greek salad

sitting upon the tomato–coloured couch

with a giant bowl under my chin

like a shelf

Eye am by myself

and my step-mother died today

in California–her last word to me was “fascinating “

and my mother died

28 years ago

here in Nova Scotia–her last word was “remember”

and my daughter called from Quebec

to ask how

do Eye feel

Eye Am Housed

Written March 15, 2021

Eye am housed

in a high house of odd design

where from my top view

Eye can watch heavenly clouds

gleaming above the ocean

Eye am the proverbial princess

Girl Who Has Everything

except a boyfriend

or should that be “Prince”

Where is my independence?

This Afternoon

This afternoon I sat

again on The Tomato–coloured Couch

this time to read

my collection of poems

written from It

going back seven years or more

and how have I matured?

The marriage I mentioned is over

The cats we had are still here

minus one

and what of my frame of mind?

Black Jesus and The Silver Christ

have recessed

and here I sit again

listening to the French radio station

alone in my musings

unsure of my future.

The Corner Room

Eye have been content

up in My Corner Room overlooking

The Atlantic, watching the weather

with the cats —

it was sunny minutes ago

but now a snow squall has moved in

I’ll go make some tea