The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 10:44am
This morning before work
My Husband Dr W. Hunter Blair
read an article in The Guardian
w/pic re: New York College Moves To Strip Gender Markings From All Bathrooms
Cooper Union students ripping
the Male/Female signs off
all the bathrooms
in deference to trans-gender students —
now where will the real
men and women go?
*saw a star for this poem
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 4:25pm
What happened to that
strident parader
with Her Raucous Laughter
& clapping hands
posing artiface
in Her Husband’s Face
calling up a game of chance
a guessing game
neither wanted to play?
What happened to Her High Blood Pressure
measured every half hour
four hours straight
to be knocked down
the next day spent
in Her Grey Bathrobe?
The Hawk Queen Bed 9:36am
Yesterday I spent a solid
half hour binocularly focused
on a North American Flicker
scrabbling around in one spot
in Our Front Yard
near the driveway
where Hunter’s Secretary
was due to arrive
for a dinner date
She was a special guest
all right —
She drove in, in Her Husband’s Truck
and scared My Flicker away
She stood in Our Doorway
in all Her Glory
of lost 7o lbs
eyelash extensions —
a vision of red-crested delight
and boy was I focused
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 11:07am
M(EYE) Shirt Says
GOLD IS
THE NEW BLACK
My Underpants
are Warm Silver
My Socks are old
& White —
My Sneakers are adidas
Purple
All for My Final Mud Season Madness
Challenge Row
for Concept 2:
25 Consecutive Days
@ Ten Thousand Metres
a Day
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 6:15am
I see a strip of the faintest dawn
where last night I saw The Moon
blood red and then a Gold
Medallion
dripping into the sea:
a lot goes on in The East
from where I watch
at My Kitchen Outpost
while I wait for coffee
to steep
The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:40pm
Rudy Link’s Head was cushioned
on My Stomach
as I lay on My Side
of Dr Blair’s Bed
I was attending to
Rudy’s Hair & Face
the way
I tend to Hunter’s
The Tomato-coloured Couch 2:47pm
While I wait for the UPS Man
My Studio/Kitchen is all ready:
I’ve got the sculpture’s foundation
in the form of a cut glass
upside-down sandwich plate
secured to a non-slip
hot-pink place mat —
My Two Sets of sculpture tools
are lined up against the splash board
I have three pounds of plasticine
to start with — to use sparingly
until My Extra Order comes —
I have the photograph
of Rudy’s Head
taped to My Tea Cupboard
& a close-up of His Eyes & Nose
attached to the tile
above My Dishwasher.
This is all to take place on the counter top
of My Dish Washer
where I will begin My Work
just as soon as the Styrofoam
Head
Arrives
NOTE: The attitude of the head is tilted up, so I plan to be
lopping off a good portion of the Styrofoam neck at a pre-determined angle.
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:52am
The Sea is black today
against a clouded sun
& I am supposed to get My Armature
to begin the sculpture
of a man who
refuses to die
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:30am
When The Signing of My World Trade Center Painting
was to be on the news in New York
Channel 11, WPIX @ 11 o’clock
I was to watch It
in My Eagerness
with two friends
in someone’s loft apartment
but by the time It aired
one friend had gone
to the bathroom
& the other had gone
out for cigarettes
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:30pm
Eye see the blush of sky
over The Atlantic
w/ The Moon above
the deer’s abandoned carrots —
the cats are out
& the deer are below
packed in the scrub spruce —
oh! Eye see one, two, three
down in the bog
camouflaged
contemplating a return
Joanna Gilman Hyde 