written March 19, 2019
My Daughter was 4 years old
when She first heard
The Voice of Dr. Blair
over My Mother’s answering machine
in The Master Bedroom of The Shakespeare House–
with sun hitting Her tossoled hair
She listened to the smoldering lilt
of whatever it was He was saying to Me
and She looked up, smiling shyly,
and got goog-elly eyes
written March 17, 2019
I was in a hospital hallway
hearing Peter crying out in pain
seeing Him on a hospital bed
lying on His Left Side
in a pool of pea soup coloured vomit
thin
and I went to Him
as His Former Wife
to hear Him say
Dr Wilson was leaving
because He hated Shelburne.
Then Peter was to be transferred
to another bed
and a nurse handed Me a bag
of His Vomit-soaked Clothing
and I wondered if it was My Responsibility
to wash It
written March 17, 2019
Yesterday morning at 6:00 am
I woke (late) to clean out My Closets
and went through all My Purses
from years ago
and there was My Dear Little Turquoise Satchel
shaped like a settled tear drop
pretty, but totally useless
from that era of Shelburne
whenever it was
whenever it was
when I walked around
and around
dressed in co-ordinated fabrics
supposedly raising a daughter
while my son visited for supper
once in a while
and I slept in My Childhood Bed
with a man I was barely married to
who kept me
on drugs
because I was in love with someone else
March 15, 2019 Robert Sage Wilber is 91
When Eye First Heard
Thunder
Eye was alone
in This House O’ Mine
afraid The Power could go out
but I listened and listened
to My Radio
and Eye/I
was fine
We were in a place
of Our Own Design
alone and private
to lie together on the ground
to make a baby
with a little face
and blue baby eyes —
The Child of Our Sacrosanct
Understanding
When Eye lived in Shelburne
there was a smart-looking woman
Who pushed a baby boy
around in a stroller
properly bundled for winter
but She Herself wore only a sweater —
She had been a nurse
@ Roseway Hospital
but something happened —
Her marriage ended
and She was on Her Own
with two bouncing girls
Who were taken from Her @ The Mall
and the boy —
a boy from a man named Trevor —
When He was taken
She told me
She hit the sweet jesus
Floor
ONE WHOLE DAY
in This Life O’ Mine
The Cloud Formations never ended
and I saw The Magnificence of God
again
in the tumultuous paint
of Light and Shadow
Depth and Fullness
Undulating
to humble me
Eva was asleep
so by the exit
The Lounge was full
of His Audience —
Elders in Their Wheelchairs
gathered, assembled
listening to “The Master of The Wind”
and “He Who Holds Tomorrow”
while I stood
in applause
Eye just told My Daughter
My Weather
& She told me Her’s
Out West
east to west
Mine is snow, blowing
and Her’s is the upcoming
Croci
He wore black
& Eye wore black
And He told me
He doesn’t like cruises
So the trip of a life time
OUR life TIMES
is in the works
Joanna Gilman Hyde 