Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

STOP

The Tomato-coloured Couch 3:40pm

A Drop of Blood

looking like an old sun

stops You Dead In Your Tracks

even if It came from a bloody nose

You hurry to get a cloth

to wipe It up

as if in shame

SHIFT

The Hawk West Desk Window 1:22pm

This Morning when I rose from Bed

H’s Black Tablet Stopped Me

Dead in My Tracks

Stopped My Anxiety-making

pre-rising thoughts

of H’s upcoming operation

Stopped Me as I held The Black Screen in My Right Hand:

9:11

in white

WARRIOR

The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:47pm

In My Royal Purple Velour Blazer

by Vince Cumoto, size 8

My Ultra Skinny Simon Chang

Black Denim Leggings, size 8

My College Made In Canada

Black Ankle Boots, size 8

With My Mother’s Island House Sale Present

to My Self:

My BIRK’S  Sterling Esty Swirl Bangle

On My Left Forearm

With My BIRK’S Gold Dagger in My Right Fist

I Will Defend My Silver Shower

To The Death

THE PALISADES PARKWAY

The 103 to Halifax, January 17th

In That Dark

Behind Red Tail Lights

I Was That Girl

In NYC Attire

Picked Up

from a car parking lot

driven into That Night by a silver haired executive

VP of CBS

I was His Girl Next Door

Who wrote fantasy letters to His Office

& begged to go to Japan —

off into That Silent Night I rode

sunk in His Passenger Seat

“I Got

Your Letter”

ESPERANZA

The Hawk Kitchen 1:22pm

When The Time XComes

We Will Meet

& Fall Together

On Our Sandy Hook

ANNIE GET YOUR GUN

The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:22pm

When I was five years old

My Mother took Me into New York City

to see The Musical Annie Get Your Gun

The Only Part I remember

was The Ballroom Scene

with actors holding plates of food

& I asked My Mother

“Is That Real Food?”

I AM YOUR BLACK SWAN

The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:00pm

I Am Your Black Swan

flying off a nostalgic rooftop

into fields of civility —

My Feathers Ruffle

at The Strife of Humanity’s

changeover

from Man’s World — Man’s God

into

Woman’s

COVER

The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:33pm

I operate under cover:

Divine Grace follows Me

in & out of stores, banks, traffic jams

I elect Confluence Of Stars

To Save My Every Move

from disaster

ULTRAVISION

The Hawk Basement 11:22am

I have ULTRAVISION

standing in My Packed-up Basement

Packed-up for Library renovations

here I have The Computer

I named The Hulk

am I off track?

Oh!  ULTRAVISION is green!

Indian Ring Neck Parrot Green

glowing on the obsolete VCR

 

FULFILLMENT

The Hawk Kitchen 10:45am

When I was a not-so-little girl

I sucked My Thumb watching

Cowboys & Indians on My Father’s TV

until one night My Red-headed Step Sister

tied My Right Wrist to an iron bed post

with thick green yarn

Now I eat a daily banana

in My Back Yard

in My Bath Robe

& aim the peels

between the spaces

within the leafy — in summer —

hedge