Eye am off
The Silver & Steel Blue
of Dr Blair’s hair
& Eyes
Eye am on
to the riches of russet
ruby chestnut, warmth
in that telling array of red
& brown
to be found now brimming my heart
& Eye have chosen a dress
of the deepest luminosity
in that sacred range
to wear on the night of my taking
Eye don’t have to leave
My House
The House on The Hawk
I fought for in Court
unrepresented —
Eye don’t have to leave
Cape Sable Island
for idyllic privacy
on the ocean in Jordan Bay
Eye have the ocean
lots of it
here
Eye don’t have to listen
to friends, ex-friends
who say I should get
“a fresh start”
Eye am in My Fresh Start
here
where Eye have come into My Own
as an established artist
happy in my morning studio
dreaming of my love
in bed @ night
who alone holds the option
of uprooting me
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
My first marriage
saw an array
of hand-knit sweaters
from My Beloved Mother-in-law
Peter’s Mother
Who clothed Me in fuzzy lavender
bold black and white and red
thalo green with purple grapes
and close-fitting short-sleeved
peachy butterflies
Today in Roseway Manor
Eye gave Eva cream for Her Hands
and She clasped Them together
happily
and I remembered
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
Last night Eye went out
with My Husband’s Girlfriend
and boy is she beautiful!
Her long black hair
is really hair extensions
but she babies her hair —
Her eyes are large
with those famous arching brows
but best of all —
her face shrinks
into itself
at her chin
and Eye am inspired
to sculpt
Her Portrait
For The Shag Harbour Incident’s
51st Anniversary
I wore My New
Royal Blue Jumpsuit
bra less —
Eye pulled It off
across the flagstone driveway
where Eye would find Fool’s Gold
My Father’s Father Bobby Hyde
constructed a stone play house
to match the stone dwelling He built by hand
named “The House In The Woods”
Remember: The Play House
was only high enough
for children
and My Mother tole painted the cupboards
on either side of The Children’s Fireplace —
My Parents had a birthday party for Me
there, seated at the table and kids’ benches
built by My Mother’s Father
which She painted too in rich blue
with daisies to match Her Cupboards
Eye Rose Today
@ The Time of My Birth
to hear the subtle waves
through My Bathroom Window —
It’s still dark out
but I write by My Beside Light
and decide to return
the lipstick Eye chose
to wear
for My Opening
Joanna Gilman Hyde 