Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

HAVEN

The Hawk Hallway 5:10pm

Why turn to an opalescent sky

for the answer to Our Eternal Question

WHY?

Why renounce My American Citizenship

fearful of being found out

as a culprit of 911

as a proud New Canadian since 1995

living in Peace & Security

with no plans to go back

to visit friends & relatives

in The Beleaguered US of A?

Why watch CNN

to see Obama

commiserate

with the survivors

of fallen children?

Why live next door

to a massive giant

of woe & destruction

for the sake of a spit of sand

where I may walk in private?

Why?

Because I ended up here —

is it that simple?

Because I had The Dream

of “Being A Famous Artist

Living In Nova Scotia”

where now I am tied

to My Property

Progeny

One or Two Husbands —

where is My Dream taking Me Now?

It’s A Haven

With Glass Walls

MY HOUSECLEANING POEM

The Hawk Kitchen Noon

I take off My Quartz Crystal Question Mark Ring

to put on a dusting mitt for The Staircase

— the only part of The House I dust

with any regularity —

& contemplate The Particles

thereupon:

The Cat Hairs mingled with unidentifiable fibres

small elements of organic matter — probably off shoes

The Shallow White Film attributable to dead skin cells

accumulating

as I sweep down Twelve Red Steps

whereupon

lost I become in A Cosmos

of underhanded

trickery

knowing I will repeat the process

ad infinitum

BREAKTHROUGH

The Hawk Queen Bed 9:22am

I PUSHED THE CERAMIC HEAD

I MADE

OF A DARK HAIRED LADY

HELD UP IN A DREAM

TO THE BACK SIDE OF A THIN OLD GYP-ROCK WALL

I PUSHED HER FRONTAL FEATURES FIRST

ALL THE WAY THROUGH

TO HER INTRICATE HAIR LINE

SO THAT THE PATTERN OF HER FACE

EMERGED FROM THE CRUMBLE

ON THE OTHER SIDE

WHERE MY DAUGHTER WAS STANDING

TO RECEIVE HER

INTACT

ADULTHOOD

The Hawk Kitchen 9:14am

Can You be In Love with The Spirit

of a Child?

What stops You as He

approaches 25 years of age

& You finally decide

to throw out

His First Bathtub Toy

set on a block of concrete

for the garbage men to pick up?

CLUE

The Hawk West Desk Window 9:38pm

I am wearing My Pro-Life Underwear

The Pair Jim Chandler* couldn’t guess

the colour of

when My Views were over 750

–They’re over 1,800 Tonight —

I have written to DHW

“I no longer see My Progeny

as Children”

* Child Psychiatrist

THE HAWK KITCHEN 3:37pm

In The Sun Today

I Walked The Pattern Of The Waves

& Looked Across The Sand

To Sea The Breakers

But To Hear Their Over-turnings Muffled

Out Of Reach Of The Wind

Rippling The Clouds Outside

My Kitchen Window

When I Got Home

!BOING!

The Hawk Bathroom 2:22pm

Joanna’s Sleep Regimen:

Lithium Carbonate 300 mg

take 2 capsules @ bedtime

Synthroid 50 mcg

take 1 tablet once a day

Nova-Olanzapine 10 mg

take 1 tablet @ bedtime

Apo-Lorazepam 1 mg

take 1 tablet as needed*

* I have begun taking

this anxiolytic (Ativan) regularly @ bedtime

& IT HAS ROUNDED OUT

MY SLEEP

I NO LONGER WAKE UP EARLY

WITH JOLTS OF ANXIETY

I ATTRIBUTE THE ABOVE PRESCRIPTIONS

TO MY SLEEP RESTORATION

AND THUS

TO MY OVERALL WELL-BEING

THE HAWK KITCHEN 11:06am

What makes You look up

in a moment

to see three Jays in the scraggly apple

& then in that moment

to see Them fly off?

CIRCULATION

The Hawk West Window 10:22am

Take My Hand

Take My Naked Hand

Hold On To My Left Wrist

& We Will Collect Up All The Galaxies

We Will Pin Point Every Cell

Transform Every Particle

& Then We Will Stand Together

By That Wretched Sign

At The Sobey’s Cart Corral:

“In The Event Of An Emergency

Gather Here”

VOODOO TIES

The Hawk West Desk Window 6:45pm

I am Your Black Jesus

sitting @ My Desk

with The Power restored

planning My Visit to Your Office:

shall I address Your Receptionist

Who’s really Your Wife?

Shall I announce My Presence

standing @ Her Desk

declaring My Identity

& My Entity:

“My Name is My Identity”

“My Entity is Black Jesus”

“I am here to see Dr Wilson –”

“but he will not see You, Joanna –”

“He does not need to see Me”

“He needs to see The Black Jesus

& so I stand until He Emerges —

We are in The Spiritual Emergency

of The Millennium”