Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Category: feminism

My Two Daughters

My Daughters Eye Wear

On My Right Ring Finger

and My Left —

My Finger of Engagement

Is For Blonde Eliza:

Eye Made Her Up To Be

A Woman Who Could Do ANYTHING

(and She Would Have To Be Beautiful)

Her Turquoise Tear Drop

Is Set Between Two Tiny Diamonds —

She’s Coming Home

On My Father’s Birthday

To Stay Four Days.

 

Golden Maria Stays Forever

On My Right:

Her Unformed Heart

Is Eternal Strength —

She Is My Beautiful Dark Haired Woman

With The Most Melodious Voice

Who Appeared On My Right Shoulder —

Who Was Taken From My Womb

On My Mother’s Death Day —

Who Came To Me To Be Named.

 

These Two Women Are My Daughters:

One Light, One Dark

One To Have In Life, One In Death —

One Joy, One Comfort —

These Two Daughters

Are My Sacred Accessories

To MIND

 

Dr Legend

My Captive of nineteen years ago

stood bedraggled

in the night time doorway

of His dank examining room

with Arms of Dishonour

extended

Morning Tea With Cream

Eye wear regal fakery

on My Left Ring Finger —

solid gold

on My Right.

The World will be told

why

some time soon

if the parties involved

feel like it

 

The Cottage

Eye have had My Fill

of wedding rings

& long black hairs

dislodged from corners,

bed & bath

The man is Mine —

if He is a Man —

and I cannot live

the single life

The Good Wife

Women are at least

as territorial as men,

and Eye run

a tight ship.

F.U. HAIKU

Eye may not want to

clean & cook for My Husband:

Eye fuck legally

AS IT STANDS

Eye hear the waves

from across The Guzzle

where rising

My Husband resides.

Eye will not be pushed around

by Him

or anyone else.

My presence

is

remarkable.

He Says The Affair Is Over

Is This The Oldest Line In The Book?

Before Coffee

There is nothing romantic

about The Sexual Power Play.

I am under His Control

and Eye don’t like it.

Eye am an egg

sitting here

and He is the forceful sperm.

I have no choice but to wait

for Him

and Eye don’t like it.

Who has put Me

in this vulnerable position?

God?

Today’s Summer

Today’s Summer

is The One Eye Choose

of Silver Robes

& Black Bathing Suits

tripping through the heated fog

of Our Hawk Beach

to South Side

where fighting lovers

meet with chaperones

to win back

the sultry longing

exuded by Their Latest

Expose