8:10 am
(continued)
The stillness has me plastered
2 My Chair.
I can hear
a distant rooster
slight ringing in my ears
my sun hat brushing
the back of The Chair
Molly licking condensation
off the vinyl siding
out here on My Deck
in the sublimity of this rare morning.
8:24 am
Is that Gully over there
on Robert Ross’s Blue Roof
preening in this stillest of mornings?
Ozzy is inside
on the chair Astro died in
& I am situated
w no confines
drinking tea
which needs 2 be heated up.
Joanna Gilman Hyde 