The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 10:00am
I live with A Doctor
Who has a butterfly brain
— so His Father said —
I pick up cat hairs
in the form of galaxies
off My Expensive Floors
I live a dream
of 22 years
& when it’s snowing
& My Dream is leaving
I write
that I don’t care
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 4:20pm
My Brother, Who’s Dead,
used to make & bring
a cup of tea
sipping off the too-full brim
before handing it
to Me
Sobey’s Parking Lot 5:oopm
I stood before
the fullish moon
hands of naked charm
I walked the lot
through the grocery door
My Version of Love
by the arm
Barrington Passage, NS 3:32pm
Today I saw My Name
in Lights
arrayed above
the grandiose machine
of Computerized Axial Tomography
Joanna Gilman Blair*
when One Technician asked about
The Middle Name
I thought He said
“Is that Your Real
Name?”
* My Mother named Me after Her Mother Josephine Meadow, and Anna Gilman Hill, American Horticulturist of Grey Gardens
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 12:47pm
This morning I set out to drive
to Yarmouth to get My Head examined
by Computerized Axial Tomography
& stopped on the side
of Cape Sable Island
to check for My Sunglasses
— didn’t find Them buried in My Purse —
& arrived on the second floor
of Yarmouth Regional Hospital
just in time to see
The New Psychiatrist walking
toward Me to take in hand
My Manuscript — My only copy —
I had destined for Her
She said She would guard It
with Her Life
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:21am
Striated Sky You
are with Me at last
while the coffee steeps
I see Your Colours —
Your Golden Touch
between the edges —
The Silken Grey
along Your bounds
I harbour You
and feed upon You
in My Morning gaze
filled with Longing
of dare I say
Love?
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 1:55pm
In M(EYE) Left Hand
I hold the Stars of The Future:
Silver Glitter from The Removal
of M(EYE) X-Miss Tree —
One Silver Orb off The Star from The Top
& One Piece of The Tree
Itself — organic & bulbous —
a planet perhaps?
The Hawk Queen Bed 9:03am
Drinking coffee in bed
My Husband and I
discuss commodity currencies
until bath time
when He fills the tub
while I unravel
the woes of The World
reclining on My Indentation
of Our Queen Sized Mattress
cup at hand
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 1:34pm
Seeing M(EYE) Halo
I Killed A Flying Insect —
Was I Wrong Or Right?
The Hawk Kitchen 5:09pm
After 22 years I might as well
admit to “having a mental illness”
yes — mental illness
with the name “Bi-polar” given to Me
by today’s very nice Doctor
from the Caribbean
— A Woman Who, taking thought, pronounced Me
“talented and complicated”
and smiled Her Very Nice Smile
and wrote out Her Prescription
Joanna Gilman Hyde 