That’s Me —
caught between two worlds:
Our Earth with Its mutidudinous
religions —
and the Extraterrestrial Domain
of Our Heavens —
EYE do NOT believe in Hell,
or Mr. D’evil,
or Evil incarnate —
EYE do NOT believe in Sin,
though Eye carry Christ’s message
and EYE am a MEAT EATER,
solid disciplinarian
non-sports enthusiast
all-around artist
and purveyor of ULTRAVISION
If Eye had The Faith
I have now as a result of My Mother’s Death
I could have saved Her
I know I could —
She tried to visualize sheep
eating away Her Tumour
and I could not share Her Vision
until after She was gone
(but She’s not really “gone”)
when Eye saw that There IS a God
and that if You believe
ANYTHING REALLY IS POSSIBLE
Eye am rich
beyond compare
with the view
of last night’s
Dawning,
Mauve, and pale
pale blue, and
golden embers of
new light*
*topped by the crescent moon
I can see The Curve
of Our Earth
carried over The Eastern Horizon
by My Layer of Cloud Bank
not parallel
but dipping
@ either end
My Daughter Eliza
is getting ready
Eye presume
for her trip to Africa —
Tanzania — did Eye spell that right?
for the wedding of a lifetime
and She picked out her own dress
and shoes
oh — and her brother Peak
is going !2!
In My Tidy House
The Word of God
lies stuck against the back
of My Broom Closet —
It, The Word, is in poster form
tucked away
for only Those Who
dare to clean
or to hang up an extra coat —
for My Closet
holds a rod
For The Shag Harbour Incident’s
51st Anniversary
I wore My New
Royal Blue Jumpsuit
bra less —
Eye pulled It off
and Eye am The Grit —
the contaminant, the irritant
and layer by layer
Eye will come out
Gleaming
—- Eye have re-created The Holy Trinity:
God The Mother, Daughter and The Holy Ghost
When Eye was a child
I decided The Bathroom
was My Favorite Room —
that if the house blew apart
in a hurricane
It was The Bathroom
Eye would live in —
& I would sleep in the tub
Joanna Gilman Hyde 