The Hawk Dining Room 8:17pm
Tonight I see
a rainbow
complete
over The Atlantic Ocean
& Tonight I question
the wonder of My Halo
seen again Today
for forty minutes
of intensity, distraction
& sacredness
of Human Vision
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:45am
Silver Sea & Silver Sky
wake Me up
to The Sun held high
over water turned to mint
The Clouds streak over
My Righteous Glint
The Hawk Portico 5:30pm
My Ativan Prescription
is filled @ the pharmacy
but I’m trying to figure
whether to purl or knit
instead
of going to get It —
there was a time
a grey time
when I would have held
the bottle close
& seen My Self
indulging in several times
the recommended dose
just to conk out
from life
or death
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 6:22pm
I found A Fly, dead
but He was Bottle Blue
too beautiful to throw outside
but I had to
I could not have Him
on display
on My Kitchen Window Sill
with My Blue Bottle
Pouring Sculpture
for which I paid
$180.00
or could I?
The Hawk Library 2:05pm
A Sheath of Silver
above Her Head
She lays below
Her Hair
painted through Her Tresses
bare —
She holds Her Secret
to Her Chest
*painted by Sir Frederic Leighton 1895
The Hawk Portico 4:57pm
EYE will not be contained
by a cottage studio
where EYE write or paint
the fog tumbling in
like the meringue
EYE fold
into MEYE Bread Pudding
The Hawk Queen Bed 9:25am
My Brother’s Room
on McNutt Island
was paneled in knotty pine
stained an olive green
wherein He saw
knots shaped like Lurid Faces
& crossed Them over
with masking tape
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 5:55pm
My Orange Macro-me knitting bag
has Mylar sparkles & a lining
the colour of Flaming June’s dress
My Knitting Stitch is the colour
of drying blood
60 stitches wide by 22* rows
I am creating
The Swath
of My Endometrium
–
*lie
The Hawk Deck 10:56am
I was going to write
a poem about knitting
on My Lap
with laundry on the line
but then I had to shower
& get dressed
in flaming orange
with plastic orange beads
galactic earrings
& My Heavy Crystal
Question Mark Ring
Joanna Gilman Hyde 