There’s an open window
in m(eye) view of the sky —
It falls to the ocean
silver in today’s sun
The diagonal shadows
of its panes
reach down to the sea
& through it Eye can hear
the waves of M(eye) Eternity
Back in 1984 I walked
into Tiffany’s and decided
someday I would wear
their $240,000.00 diamond and sapphire necklace
someday — and now —
if Eye were to wear it
Eye would wear nothing else
with my hair undone —
not even earrings — but of course
Eye would HAVE to wear earrings
matching
and they would dangle and sparkle
at the sides of my face
and with the gems around my throat
what would that make me?
On the day Eye was told
I could show my “Pieces of Stratospheric Universe”
@ The UFO Museum in Shag Harbour, Nova Scotia
and then told due to government restrictions
the museum might not open this summer
Eye took a walk with my extraterrestrial friend
around the trail and sidewalk through Barrington Passage
and as her silvery hair blew around her Nordic face
I thought she was beautiful
and largely unappreciated —
afterall, she claims she is a Paladian Soldier
and Eye believe her
though when she kissed me good-bye
behind my right ear,
I wondered — perhaps she is Human
afterall
M(eye) window is flung
wide open on a foggy
morning in May –yay —
M(eye) House is a Monument
2 M(eye) 59 Years
w/ M(eye) Children’s Art Work
intermingled w/ Mine
w/ 5 companionable Cats
leftover from a marriage
based on sex & home-cooked meals
(Eye was rarely taken out)
w/ a sea gull named Gully
(& His Friend “Interloper”)
whom Eye trained 2 say “breakfast”
for a piece of bacon —
w/ the bulk of M(eye) Poetry
lining M(eye) only downstairs book case
w/ 1 600 page volume
up on M(eye) closet shelf
March 25 20/20 The Hawk Queen Bed 2:43 am
Eye have seen The Structure of Light
radiating converging lines
at the edge, if it is an edge
of my windowsill
Eye have touched The Structure of Light
with my index finger on my right
if it is my right, finger tip
Eye have held The Structure of Light
within my frame of reference
if it is a frame
Eye have been Empowered
by The Force beyond my external self
if it is external
Eye have come
2 M(eye) place
Set before the liquid sun
Glinting off M(eye) perishable ocean
M(eye) precious ocean
Heralded by the inshore waves
And birdsong I love
And choose to live by
Eye sleep cross–wise
in my husband’s bed
well it’s mine now eye guess
we’re getting divorced
@ his request
Joanna Gilman Hyde 