Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: 9/11 artist

FAME & FORTUNE

The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:00pm

One Day My Writing —

My Scrawling Penmanship —

Will Be So Valuable

The General Public Will Scrounge

In Sobey’s Garbage Cans

For My Discarded Shopping Lists

DEATH IS MY LIVELIHOOD

The Hawk West Desk Window 3:00pm

I have two worn out Birks Boxes

for My Single Silver Pen

re-established in Its Domain

each time I finish

writing — oh like a body

underneath a coffin lid —

lay Me down in a tomb

marked for eternity

by Ever Stylish Artists

with Their Magic Implements

recoiling

from Their Brevity

I’M ON ALERT

The Hawk Corner Room, Home of My Globe 8:11pm

I have landed on Alert

True North

to make My Proclamation

that santa claus is Poison —

santa & his elves & raindeer

& mrs clause too

need to be wiped off

The Face of This Planet —

This Planet which is My Face

I will dedicate My Life

to The Restoration

of Children’s Minds

MORNING GOLD

The Hawk Dining Room 8:15am

The Sun is Gold

upon The Ocean —

I cannot forget Gold

It sustains Our Economy

such as It is

& when I look behind Me

I see The Window’s Shadow

warm upon My Mirrored

Wall

A ROOM OF THREE GENERATIONS

Eliza’s Room 2:30pm

I live in a lavender room

where I have pulled up

the curtain against a backdrop

of rolling waves

and scrub spruce tree tops

above a painted chest

housing My Mother’s Childhood Diaries

I am sanctified

in My Daughter’s Room

where The Out-stretched Quilt

of rippling bands of purple

spreads  Itself beneath two walls

of My World Trade Center Rooftop Painting

titled Self Organizing Galaxy

and beneath My Signature

in three-foot-high letters

coloured Black

ALERT 2

The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:22pm

My Halo is back

visiting Me for half an hour

while I listened

to world financial forecasts

with Hunter

SILVER BULLET

The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:33pm

I will not be burned

at the stake I will be shot

in The Back again

PETER COOPER* HAIKU

The Tomato-coloured Couch 2:39pm

Giant Foundation

for Me to stand supported

about to topple?

*founder of The Cooper Union for The Advancement of Science and Art

written in honour of Peter Cooper’s birthday February 12, 1791

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