Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

THE DUST PAN

The Hawk Queen Bed 9:30pm

I’ve swept God under

The Rug

& tidied up My House

I’ve gotten out

the extra chairs

& rolled My Carpet up

I’ve set My Records

in a stack

ready for The Guests

We’re going to have A Party

in My Place

& My House will be

all the neater

with excessive laughter

& dancing faces

where No One questions

Heaven

& has no fear

of Hell

THE PLAY

The Hawk Kitchen 9:30am

Yesterday I put on a play

for My Husband —

 I dressed in Eliza’s Black Satin Robe

& My World Trade Center Earrings

took My Wedding Rings Off

& declared to WHB

that He houses

The Most Dangerous Woman In The World —

then the gold and silver pin holding My Robe

exploded off Me

causing Me to change

into My Silver Grey

with Earrings of Dangling Gold

from Africa

& rhinestone bracelet:

a bauble of The Earth

I HAVE CONQUERED GOD

The Hawk Dining Room 2:54pm

Nietzsche declared God Dead

but Joanna Hyde

has swept him aside

MORNING SILVER 2

The Hawk Dining Room 9:45am

I caught The Gleam

through My Dining Room

off The Silver Candelabra

The Snow is melting

& The Sun shines

diagonal rays downward

upon The Silver

Pool of Ocean

SENSIBILITY

The Hawk Corner Room 7:10pm

Listen to Your Heart

beating —

what is it telling You?

Trust Your Eyes

Your Vision

how is It guiding You?

Feel your Feelings —

They are What

You are made of —

They are Your Mind

NEW YEAR’S BATH

The Hawk Window Seat 1:41pm

I see My Silver Toes

all ten of Them

poking out of the fading

bubble bath

–

I wallow here

in My Greatness — yes

I am utterly self-absorbed

yet wish only the best

for women in tubs

everywhere

BLINK

The Hawk Window Seat 8:40am

The Cape Light

flanked by 2 scraggly spruce

stands out white

against a dark

& snow-filled sky

–

She alerts Me

to My Happiness

to My Security

to My Understanding

that no matter what

happens

I will be set

FATHER, SON & HOLY GHOST

The Hawk Kitchen 7:32pm

The Three Most Commonly Used

Curse Words In North America

are

Fuck, Shit & Jesus Christ

& There Are At Least 3 Very Good Reasons

behind each one

L is for LOVE

The Hawk Basement NOON

I stood in the laundry room

contemplating a change

of rowing gear —

looking down at My Flimsy Shorts

I saw a tiny star

like the ones from My Visual Field Test

drop

into

My Field of Vision

&

so

I wear

a tee-shirt from Eliza

which says

“GOLD is GOD”

spelled

with

an

“L”

 

VISUAL FIELD TEST

The Hawk Kitchen 10:15am

I stood like Lolita

in one gym sock

at the head of the stairs

while WHB informed Me

the eye doctor

found nothing wrong

& that I just have to live

with seeing My Aura

which is My Halo