Joanna Gilman Hyde

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November 3, 2016

FOR M(EYE) 2nd X HUSBAND

The Hawk Corner Room 1:02am

EYE have seized The Sky

up here in My Corner Room

where I can paint all day

if I want to, or go to the beach.

I’m cooking for One

and enjoying every minute of it

with My New French Canadian Radio to keep Me company.

Tonight I sorted through My Clothes

and am choosing to wear Those

of no particular significance,

and if You too, My Lovely Daughter

happen to read This

or have It read to You,

please know that I love You always

and will never violate

Your Adjacent Room

 

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October 24, 2016

EYE HAVE A LOVELY MATHEMATICIAN

The Hawk En Suite Bath Window 7:32am

The October Sky about witch

other Lovers have written —

displays Its Self in Its earliest moments

as darkest grey against

faint peach light

The Tumult of The Century

looms in Its volume

and EYE have found The Solace of Thought

in Its Dramatic Commentary

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October 23, 2016

NOT DREAMS

The Hawk Window Seat 8:38am

Waking, briefly

seeing Liquid Blue

(Your typical sky blue)

crinkling all around, puddled —

next, a field of Blue Plastic

chips, shards, spread out

scattered

and This Morning, This Great Morning

(EYE) woke to see a flash:

Crystal Blue Droplets — A Myriad

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October 22, 2016

BRILLIANT IDEA

Halifax International Airport 11:25am

Now that EYE have begun The Craft

of painting nearly every lamp shade

in M(EYE) House

— I have driven through foggy fall foliage

to pick up Hunter’s College Grand Daughter

and have decided to paint like

never before:

The Purely Decorative Canvas

maybe with some gold

to go above The Tomato-coloured Couch

replete with No

Deep Inner Meaning

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October 18, 2016

MY LABEL IS M(EYE) NAME

The Hawk Corner Room 7:28am

As I drink My Coffee decked

in My New Hammacher Schlemmer

Monogrammed Turkish Robe

before The Sun comes up

The Window is open to The Surf

I can hear The Rooster

again, as I heard Him

during Those Heady Days

when I first made My Escape

from that chemical prison

of 23 years

— only now My Husband wonders

if there might not be

2 or 3 Roosters?

and He briefly brought His Electric Shaver in

to The Corner Room

to comment on The Sky

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October 16, 2016

OCTOBER 15th, 1994

The Hawk West Desk Window 7:54am

She grew up like magic

born yesterday

in an inflatable tub

My Darling Gubba – Goo

turned into A Woman

before I realized My Own

Womanhood

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October 16, 2016

THE MOON EAST & WEST

The Hawk West Desk Window 7:40am

We saw The Moon at Dinner

full on Today’s Calendar

rising big and gold over The Atlantic —

My Husband says It’s boring

once It gets up there

and just stays —

but EYE know It doesn’t just stay —

that familiar and ancient disc of Human EYE-dent-ity

I saw It again —

this time over The Western Islands

in the pink of morning

when I pulled up The Shade

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October 13, 2016

ENCHANTMENT

The Hawk Deck 10:17am

I stood on an August Deck

of The Yarmouth Ferry to Maine

with The Man I was to marry

— this was thirty years ago —

I told Him I was very happy

— He said He was too —

We had Our Nova Scotia Life

spread out before Us:

restoring an enchanting house

having Our First Baby

Our Son Peak

— The Core of My Family Unit —

to have and to hold for five years

until My Mother got sick and died

and I was no longer the same.

–

This August 31st

I stood again with Them

at The House No Longer Lived In

and They didn’t want Me to leave.

Peak’s Father gave Me

an unsolicited hug

and My Grown Son

looked at Me

half-smiling

wondering if I would stay.

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October 10, 2016

LIP SERVICE

The Hawk Corner Room 4:30pm

Purple is The Colour

of Grief

& EYE have kissed

away My Death

in Livid Pulsations

of

Red & Blue

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October 8, 2016

THE FIRST DAY OF DUCK SEASON

The Hawk Queen Bed 7:54am

“That’s right Blue Jays–

You tell Those Hunters

They are disturbing The Peace

by killing innocent birds

trying to fly South —

You tell Them — there’s A Woman

on The Hawk

with Her Bed Room Windows open

just so She can hear The Waves

and has to be woken

from a wild dream

of transvestites and babies

hefty and shrinking

alerted to Those Lethal Bangs”

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